I can't see anything right now...
It feels so empty and cold...
Am I dead again?
I'm sorry, Lyra, Freya, Vivin, Elan… I'm sorry, Rosan…
I'm sorry, Milly… Patriarch.
I'm sorry, Mom…
Suddenly, scenes from my life on Earth began flashing before my eyes. It felt like a replay of everything, a farewell reel shown before death claims me.
It was as if I were sitting in a dimly lit theater, watching a film about my past life. The title of the movie? Takahiro Ayase. A story about my days with my mother and my two siblings.
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