'If only he…didn't exist…if only he…didn't become…a hindrance…we would be…together…'
'If only he never existed, your life would've been better, child. Poor soul, if only you could treasure your happiness.'
'You…you're…no Requaniel. You're…him. The reason…why all of us…hated you…blood…war…'
"....." In his sleep, Eden heard a myriad of voices, echoes from his past experiences.
He frowned and slowly opened his eyes, realizing he was sitting in the aircraft.
Gazing around, he noticed Emilie sleeping soundly beside him, her head resting on his shoulder.
Beside her, Oscar was sleeping peacefully with a blindfold covering his eyes.
'Why is he still here?' Eden wondered, narrowing his gaze. Gently, he wrapped his arm around Emilie and slowly pulled her closer to him, subtly attempting to create more distance from Oscar.