⛦Final Fantasy XV⛦The Divine Necromancer

Chapter XXX - Off the Rails

Despair. That was the feeling Kat could feel inside everyone's soul. Weeks have passes since the tragedy where Lunafreya has took her last breathe. Noctis has not recovered fully from that day and he was ravaged by guilt, but that guilt was awakening fear of losing Kat or his friends, and he was determined not to lose anyone else.

Gladiolus was indifferent about King's sudden cold change of personality and always observed his carefully. Prompto shared the same despair, mostly because there was nothing he could do to cheer them. Even if he tried, he would terribly fail. Ignis was speechless. He couldn't see, and probably never will, but he could feel how the atmosphere that surrounded them was filled with emptiness and tragedy.

Everything felt like it died and Kat could feel the most of it. Being awoken with Gift of Gods, she felt both sides of the World. Her mind no longer drifted from Eos to Kingdom of Dead, but now it felt like those two dimension have become one. She felt different in her own skin, but tried to ignore the feeling of being everywhere with her mind at the same time.

Their current objective was to reclaim the Crystal. They left Altissia and headed overseas to Niflheim territory. They left Cid and boat behind while they shipped Regalia into the train. The train was taking them towards Gralea, Niflheim's capital, however, Noctis wished to stop in Tenebrae, to pay his respect, but he had to time. He believed the more they are prolonging this journey, the more people will die.

Kat sat with her legs bended to her chest and her feet on the chair. She stared outside of the window at the dry terrain of Niflheim lands. However, her sights would always fall on Noctis who sat on the other side of the booth where Ignis, Prompto and she were. He completely isolated himself from them and kept quite most of the trip, but there a cold look in his eyes that even Kat was afraid to look at.

In his own silence, Kat saw anger being built inside his soul and that anger made him grow up. His aim was to find the Crystal, but he was mostly aiming to kill Ardyn for what he has done to him so far. Kat wished to relax him, show him that not everything is dark, but Noctis wouldn't allow it.

"So..." Prompto's voice broke the unpleasant silence they all sat in for many weeks and it was staring to bring them all to depression, but somehow, a few managed not to show it. "We're gonna roll through Tenebrae."

"Not before visiting the royal tomb in Cartanica." Ignis reminded them all and Kat looked at him, admiring his strength to follow them even after he lost his eyesight.

"You're sure you're up to that?" Prompto unsurely asked him, his head lowering down in complete sadness that was in his heart.

"The wounds have mended. Eyesight's matter of time." Kat stared at him without blinking and somehow, felt like he was not sure of the words he spoke.

Gladiolus glanced towards the weary Prince who sat with his eyes lowered and silent anger on his face. He had enough of him constantly acting cold and distant to everyone. Lady Lunafreya died almost a month ago, her body never found and Gladiolus couldn't stand to watch the King of Kings act in such a way. It bothered him. There was fear that Noctis will not become the proper King of Light and instead he would become a completely different person.

Gladiolus was beyond troubled by Noctis's behavior and couldn't help himself. The feelings he has been building had been boiling inside of him, and those feeling made him get onto his feet and approached the booth where Noctis sat with lowered head.

"The hell is wrong with you?" Gladiolus asked him with clear irritation in his voice while Noctis looked at him with monochrome expression.

"What?"