A Second Chance (Claude x M!Byleth)

Darkness hung over him, only he can hear the ripples of the water bouncing off his ridges of his earlobe. He was tired, weak after receiving a fatal wound lodged into his chest. Heavy breaths escaped his mouth, leaving heavy trails of the crimson poison running and dispersing into the clear waters. He knew he didn't have much time left as he can feel the lulling voice pulling him further into the darkness. He wanted another chance, please. He pleaded mentally. He had so much to do, there were so many questions that he yet had an answer for him. He continued to plead and beg, as if the goddesses would actually listen. Then again, he never bothered wishing or praying to them. The only time he was able to wish back then was with his teacher.