After being deceased for a considerable amount of time, it was consoling to gaze at the sun, which still shone with its usual brilliance and loveliness. Why? Having thought that hope was a foolish fantasy previously, all I desire now is to witness it again, even if it's just once. Asriel, beside you, observes the sky and the sun... However, dreams are merely imagination because once a thought is conceived, it is only the light that leads us ahead. "Erase" or "do not" is the path they have always chosen, only to reset it all once again: "You want this world to be restarted." I can achieve it, but you'll forfeit your soul in the process." Eek another story! this one I have all hopes to finish! my other stories will be updated just very slowly since I suck at making plots and putting things into perspective! okay! read it to learn more! bye!