In this world, there was nothing left for me. Only despair and the suffocating guilt that gnawed at my chest. Why should I continue down this path? What's the point? Maybe I should just give up. I didn't feel like doing anything anymore. This journey... was it worth it? I felt too conflicted to decide.
I couldn't tell how many days had passed since I left the ruins of Luminara. Was it weeks? Months? Certainly not a year. Maybe it should've mattered, but it didn't. Time was just another weight to carry, another reminder of the suffering that followed me.
When I finally returned to my senses, I found myself standing near a large lake. Golden grass dotted the ground around me, swaying gently in the wind. It was beautiful. But what was the point of beauty if there was no one left to share it with? Not even Malrang was here. She was gone.