"I just feel so regretful, regretful why I'm not a good person. Yes, it knows I'm a bad person... During the ten years you took care of me, I acted very well, refusing to do anything bad, because I knew that if I did, you would be disappointed. I found it not difficult at all to restrain myself, because I was happy every day."
"But I was also afraid that if one day I found you, you would know the things I had done..."
"Later, we finally met, and I felt both happy and afraid, and very remorseful."
"Actually, I don't like the people around you at all."
"I don't like your world either."
"But I think you are the best in this world."
"So, don't turn bad."
"Then... this time it is my turn to play a game with you."
"Elder Sister, count one, two, three."
He smiled. The phantom lifted its hand and snapped his fingers.
Like that night, that world.
His world.
Emerging from a sea of fire, he sat beside her.
Below the mountain, boundless darkness.
The dark town, a lightless street.
