A soundless scream tore through my throat.
The emptiness felt so close, I felt like I was both nothing and everything at the same time.
Immediately, I tried to move, trying to get a hold of my brain and body.
I struggled to even lift my head, the piercing surges of pain still encompassing all of my body.
But slowly, yet surely, my vision returned.
I pried open my lips and tried to speak. "…Fuck."
A wave of relief held me in place as I blinked slowly.
The wetness of the floor, half-submerging me, became clear, and so did my condition.
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"….Inna."
I responded and immediately felt a sigh of relief from her.
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"...."
I remained silent for a long second, staring at the cave-like structure.
The memories that I had seen through the eyes of Azrael slowly returned.
Anastasia, Chione, the judgment, and the Goddess of Fate.
Everything rushed back like they were my own memories.
