Chapter 2
PYRRHA
"Are you alright? You look pale."
Look back and saw Dante's confused look. Thank the heavens it was you! That was nerve-wracking.
"I'm fine." I smiled.
"It's pretty rare to see you outside," Dante laughed, "Wanna go and eat something?"
"Oh well, I've already done the thing I have to do so why not if it's your treat." I joked around and we both laughed. We walk together towards the food store nearby.
The Deceiver's voice just echoed and echoed in my all that time.
I'm still deep in thought of what just happened earlier. I dunno if he's telling the truth or just telling lies as usual.
I brush those thoughts aside and took a sip on my soda.
"You look like you're ready to murder someone." Dante said as he took a chip and ate it.
"How I wish I could. I'll stab that guy to death for not giving a clear explanation."
"Having an argument with someone?"
"Yeah..."I sighed and looked up.
I guess I have to find answers on my own. To think of it, I started to get more of it day by day. All I see before was fire burning and nothing else. And soon, I saw the village then the people.
"... Memories are never erased." Dante suddenly spoke. It surprised me.
"What are you talking about, Dante?"
"Oh nothing, just recalling something."
"Dante..."
"What?"
It was awkwardly silent. Should I-
"Do you know something about this?"
"About what?"
"Well..." I sighed and looked down.
"Pyrrha, is something odd happening to you?"
My eyes widened as Dante spoke and I quickly looked at him. Could it be that he is experiencing those too?
"What do you mean something odd?"
"You know... Some sort of vision or something..."
"Yes!" I exclaimed and Dante got surprised.
"What are you seeing?" I asked.
"No... It's nothing... How about you?" Dante said while shaking his head. Something's not right.
"Dante... I-"
Dante pat my head and I calmed down.
"Chill. I'm just joking around. Don't get too serious," he laughed and stood up. "I should better go now."
"Ah yes, me too." I stood up as well and cleaned up.
"Pyrrha..."
I looked back but then Dante started to walk on his way. He paused a bit and whispered,
"Don't listen to them."
I guess as I read how his lips moved. He just started walking away quickly as of a sudden.
Something's off with Dante but I just set that aside as I walked back.
Soon I found myself wandering aimlessly as the sun goes down.

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