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All right, I'm a coward. I'm sick of all this fate. I'm tired.

I'm a complete loser who often runs away from reality. After destroying my own family back then, I also intended to disappear from this world. The world that has toyed with me.

It's the same right now. I want to run back. I can't imagine what people call me because my own hands killed Sifeng.

The Sifeng I announced to the world as his sister. But ... I just killed Sifeng with my own hands. And I don't want to endure it. I chose to run away from this world. The devil is by my side right now.

I was about to run this bloodied knife through my veins, before I finally heard this familiar giggling.

"Khikhikhikhi!!"

The voice sounded more real.

What is Sifeng Spirit?

Or just my imagination?

I ducked. What is this?

Sifeng opened one eye and stood up just like that. He walked away and left me.

Am I really that crazy to dream that the lifeless Sifeng could wake up again?