"I've got no goal to begin with."
"That's truly pathetic of you."
"I know, which is why I'm making you my goal."
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Cruelty and treachery are the only ways to advance in this world. With the alluring promise of getting everything once you su...
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Aeolus stood in silence, clenching his fist tightly, and the nerves in his blood system finally made him hiss. All of this is beyond his expectations. He was confident in his skill to prevent any carnage, but perhaps Xian was right. An irregular is capable of altering the world's predetermined course of fate.
'...This will be messy.'
He glanced toward Yura and the individual, who was nearing the forsaken train. They need to hurry up in order to prevent any danger. He knows what's going to happen if Baam is here — it was a warning that his leader had foretold, defining how dangerous it was for the two of them to meet.
Yet he failed miserably to prevent this. Thus, he can only hope that they can execute the following plan before everything truly goes to ruin.
On the other hand, Baam doesn't know what he should say to her. He was beyond ecstatic knowing that he had met Rachel once more, in this world, in this tower, and in this place. He was excited to the point that a different kind of starter conversation flooded into his mind. It was enough to prove how happy and relieved he was to finally stumble upon the star he chased after.
"Rachel... I—!!"
"Why did you follow me again, Baam?"
"And why... Are you still alive?"
The irregular was perplexed at the question she uttered out. It stabbed through his heart and devoured every last bit of his sanity. Baam cannot believe that out of everything she could have said, it is a rejection that he must bear. He didn't... He didn't understand any of this at all, and he hoped he wouldn't understand.
"You were supposed to be dead back then." That cruel remark that escaped from her mouth was unacceptable for him. Rachel was hoping for his death; she was the one that pushed him down that pit of hell and wished for the sky beyond it, wishing that he'd be dead for all eternity to come.
