Future

Epilogue

He's here again. 

At the place where he's broken. At the place where he cried his lunged out. Begging for him to remember. 

His grip on the umbrella tightened as the figure across from him twitched. The cloud drifts slowly across the sky as it begins to darken.

The uncomfortably familiar pattering sound of rain began to resound.

He on the other side slowly revealed his face. Dark purple hair, the same as his, reflected in his eyes, making him shudder. 

''You." He begins to speak. 

''What does it mean to be alive when everybody is dead?''

"I don't know. Everyone here is still alive."

Both of them stopped talking. 

"What about you?"

"Huh," he cocked up his head. 

"What does it mean to be alive there? When there's nothing left."

"I don't know," he answered dazedly.

"At first, I broke down." 

"Later, I questioned my fate. Why me?"  

"Why must it be me that was left behind? Why not anybody else? Or why didn't they take me also."

"I don't want to be left alone," he complained like a 5-year-old. 

'After all, at that time, he was just a child,' Fang thought. 

'Just like me.'  

"But afterwards, I realised I could change my other destiny."

"At least I can save another from this misery, the same as mine," he said. 

"Is that so?" Fang asked dully. 

After a moment, he continued, "So as should I too," he smiled. 

The end