I Will Kill You
Amare listened.
She listened.
She didn't so much as move.
She didn't so much as twitch.
She didn't so much as breathe.
"…And thus, he restored you."
The Progenitor smiled.
"He overcame death with his love for you."
Copious tears spilled from her eyes.
They trickled down her face.
They gushed uncontrollably.
In that moment, she was overcome.
She was overcome with emotion.
She was overcome with relief.
Gratitude.
Shock.
Amazement.
She was overcome with love.
She was overcome with more love than she had ever felt in her entire life.
A single whisper escaped her.
"I want him."
Her eyes grew determined.
"I want to see him."
Her expression grew powerful.
"I want to tell him I love him."
Her will surged.
"I want to tell him I'm grateful."
Esil smiled at Amare with a melancholic smile.