novelraw Chapter 698: Main Story Side Story • Annihilation Timeline • As Long As He is Well
Chapter 698: Main Story Side Story • Annihilation Timeline • As Long As He is Well
"Elizabeth, time to wake up... Elizabeth..."
Amidst a hazy daze, gentle calls rang out by Elizabeth's ear one after another, causing the eyelashes of her tightly shut eyes to tremble uncontrollably. However, out of trust for the person speaking, she didn't even open her eyes. She merely reached out, grabbed the hand of the person beside her, then snuggled closer to him, burying her head in his chest and acting coy,
"Let me sleep a little longer, hubby..."
Fisher beside her smiled helplessly, but having no other choice, allowed her to stay in his embrace and close her eyes again. Simultaneously, he placed a hand on her back and patted her gently.
Even though they had been married for more than half a month, hearing Elizabeth's form of address still gave Fisher a fleeting and surreal feeling.
Despite the arduous journey, he had actually done it—he had married Elizabeth, the eldest princess.
He won the championship of the Griffin Race. Back then, Elizabeth publicly announced she would grant him a universal request, which infuriated the Godolin family. But Fisher only learned of all these things after graduation. Before his graduation, Elizabeth had already sacrificed far too much for him.
Thinking back on it now, her birthday banquet back then was truly fraught with undercurrents. But due to Elizabeth's protection, the Fisher of that time actually hadn't perceived the dangers within.
But ever since graduation, Fisher also began to understand the hardships involved. He specialized in academics and magic, and in the following few years, sure enough, he didn't disappoint Elizabeth. He quickly rose to prominence and became famous in Saint-Nazareth.
As Godolin IX gradually grew old, Elizabeth also discussed with Dexter numerous times, ultimately making the Godolin family concede and personally promise this marriage. The two of them achieved a good outcome. They chose an auspicious date and time, and under the witness of the Nari people, walked into the halls of matrimony.Although this was not easy, Fisher also felt fortunate. First, fortunate that Elizabeth was so gentle and patient, waiting for him to grow up and mature; second, fortunate that there was hardly any resistance between them. Aside from the Godolins, there were only blessings all around, and no one intruded upon their relationship.
"Huhu..."
Looking at Elizabeth sleeping peacefully in his arms, the corners of Fisher's mouth curled up bit by bit. Just as he wanted to raise his hand to scrape her nose, Elizabeth seemed to sense it and opened her eyes. With her hazy yet exceptionally vivid golden eyes, she looked at him.
In an instant, Fisher's mischievous hand paused mid-air. Elizabeth puffed up her cheeks and took a bite out of his finger, causing him to hurriedly retract his hand in pain, smiling and saying,
"It stinks!"
"Well aren't you something! Now that you've married me, you despise me, don't you?!"
"Not at all. I mean to say: Princess, please drink some water..."
Looking at the honey water Fisher had considerately brought over, Elizabeth finally pouted and leaned in with a smile, letting him feed it to her.
"Gulp gulp..."
"Is it good?"
Elizabeth took a large gulp of the honey water, swallowed it, yet didn't stop, taking several more gulps.
It wasn't until the honey water in the slightly tilted cup in Fisher's hand was almost finished that Elizabeth's vivid golden eyes curved slyly.
Fisher looked at the look in her eyes, blanking slightly. Before he realized what happened, she leaned in, sealing his lips with a mouthful of honey water.
Thus, Fisher also tasted the sweetness of that honey water.
Fisher's eyes darkened. He only felt that the honey water was like a rich dose of gasoline, poured just like that onto the raging fire within his body, instantly taking on the momentum of a prairie fire...
An unknown amount of time later, by the time Fisher and Elizabeth came down from the bedroom of the western-style mansion, the maids downstairs were still cleaning up plates in the living room. Seeing Elizabeth and Fisher coming down, they hurriedly said,
"Your Highness, please wait a moment. The breakfast has gone cold. We have already instructed the kitchen to remake it and will bring it up immediately."
Elizabeth had changed into a homey dress. Since there was nothing else going on today, and the breeze was mild and the sun warm, the lighter and more comfortable it was, the better. Fisher, however, still wore the standard white shirt and black trousers of a Nari man. It had to be said, Elizabeth couldn't bring herself to compliment Fisher's fashion sense. But it was rushed this morning, so she had no time to thoroughly help him figure out what exactly he should wear.
Hearing this, Elizabeth felt somewhat embarrassed. Who asked the two of them to do morning exercises endlessly? The maids preparing breakfast downstairs also felt quite helpless, having missed the best tasting time.
Her face flushed red, and she reached out to pinch Fisher's waist, causing him to look back at her innocently.
Both of them were at fault in this matter; since it was mutually consenting, let's not blame each other!
"No need, just warm it up with magic, avoid wasting it."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The maids lowered their heads in acknowledgment, hurriedly taking the breakfast to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Fisher walked to the study first. Was it because the morning exercises inspired him that the very first thing he did upon coming down was sprint to the study?
Elizabeth, who had taken a seat, puffed out her cheeks, crossed her arms, and shouted towards the study,
"Fisher, come back and eat breakfast!"
"Isn't it not ready yet?"
His voice came from the study, making Elizabeth's pout grow higher and higher. Even the maids standing by couldn't help covering their mouths.
Your Highness naturally wasn't actually talking about eating breakfast; she clearly just wanted you to continue keeping her company by her side.
Mr. Fisher was good in every way, except sometimes he really didn't seem like a romantic Nari man... This might be a good thing, though, because this way he wouldn't go out messing with flowers and grass like other Nari men.
With no other choice, Elizabeth proactively stood up and walked to the study. Leaning against the doorframe, she watched Fisher standing next to the desk, organizing the books left on the table from last night that hadn't been put back.
Elizabeth assessed the books lying around both vertically and horizontally, and inevitably asked,
"You're already so busy just after getting up. Let the maids handle it after eating..."
Fisher turned around with a smile and said to Elizabeth,
"I just moved in, and I've made marks on these books. Letting them handle it not only troubles them but also might not meet my satisfaction. Let me do it myself."
"Mhm..."
After graduation, Elizabeth moved out of the Golden Palace and into her western-style mansion in the suburbs. Fisher only moved in to live together after they were married.
"Hmph, it's always like this. When you advise me, I listen. But when I advise you, you don't."
Fisher looked at the puffy-cheeked Elizabeth rolling her eyes from behind and knew she was bringing up old scores again.
A few years ago, when the great war broke out between Schwari and Nari, Elizabeth, whose heart tied deeply to the nation, told Fisher she wanted to volunteer for combat. However, due to Fisher's worries about her safety on the battlefield, he pleaded and advised endlessly, finally convincing her to stay and not go to the frontlines...
"I know, I know. Back then, military preparations were exhausted, and in your eyes, they were all useless gluttons. When you didn't take charge, it indeed led to a stifling fight later on... But I didn't say wouldn't let you go. I said: if you go, I'll go together with you, alright?"
"You still bring that up! You still bring that up! What business does a scholar who hasn't shouldered a gun or cannon have on the battlefield? To instantly carve magic on the spot?"
Elizabeth began to complain, and Fisher, driven to a corner, hugged her and softly said,
"So, see? This isn't me advising you to stay; this is you, my dear, giving up on it yourself."
"Alright, alright. I won't advise you then... Stop organizing the books now, let me help you organize the books!"
His own wife also had to compete for a win or loss on this kind of matter, as if saying: "Since you didn't let me go to the battlefield, then I must regain my footing in this area."
But hearing these words brought joy to Fisher. He extended his hand and said,
"Be my guest."
"?"
Unable to outtalk her scholar husband, she watched him turn back to organize the books on the desk again. In the meantime, Elizabeth walked over to the bookshelf next to it. Right there on the floor lay many more unorganized books.
With sharp eyes, she suddenly spotted an ancient and bizarre-looking book among them, which prompted her to crouch down and pick it up.
"Demi-Human Completion Handbook?"
Reading the cover bearing [Demi-Human Completion Handbook], Elizabeth initially thought it was a storybook her husband secretly bought when he was young. After all, this title was far too suggestive.
However, judging by the reality that Nari people weren't fond of demi-humans, even if such storybooks were produced, they probably wouldn't have much of a market, right?
Moreover, this book belonged to Fisher. The likelihood of it being a research-related book was even greater.
"Fisher, you also bought this kind of book related to demi-human studies? Do you do research in this area?"
"Hmm, I did have the idea before... But well, it's faster to become famous doing magic research. Research regarding demi-humans is ultimately unothordox. I might do some related research when I have the time later."
Over the years, to be able to marry Elizabeth, Fisher had constantly focused on mainstream magic research in Nari society to achieve results and elevate his social standing.
If wasn't for Elizabeth, he might have truly written articles related to demi-humans or critical essays mocking the current academic circles of the Royal Academy.
However, so as not to disappoint Elizabeth, he couldn't make too many enemies and increase resistance for them. For a long time, he had no heart for research in this area, single-mindedly dedicating himself to the magic fields that yielded results.
Elizabeth stroked the ancient cover, wiping away a bit of the thick dust sitting on it, and couldn't help but say softly,
"Fisher, do some research in this area and ethics later, alright? Didn't you like this kind of content the most in the past?"
She knew. For the sake of marrying her, Fisher had skipped meals and sleep over these past years, throwing himself into magic. Compared to research out of interest, those papers had already become the burden of his fame.
Elizabeth didn't want Fisher's research to be entirely for her sake. Now that they were married, she thus advised him.
Fisher paused slightly. He walked back, looking at her wiping the dust on the book with clean hands. He hurriedly fetched a handkerchief to wipe her hands, casually tossing the Demi-Human Completion Handbook onto the floor while at it.
"How long has that book been sitting there? It's nothing but dust."
Looking at Fisher considerately focusing only on her palm, Elizabeth smiled, but she grabbed his hand. While stopping his movements, she looked at him seriously and said,
"I'm serious, Fisher."
Fisher lifted his gaze to his wife before him, and once again couldn't resist lowering his head, sealing her lips with a kiss.
"Mhm..."
"Mwah~"
"Alright, I promise you, but..."
Subsequently, disregarding Elizabeth's slightly reddened, reproachful expression, he cast a sideways glance at the Demi-Human Completion Handbook on the floor, and casually said,
"That's not some research book concerning demi-human species."
"Ah? Then what is written in it? It can't really be a storybook about demi-human women, right?"
Elizabeth's expression became suspicious, making Fisher feel even more helpless. He quickly explained,
"How could it be? Would it even sell in Saint-Nazareth?"
To prevent Elizabeth from not believing him, he hurriedly picked up the Demi-Human Completion Handbook and placed it in front of her, flipping it open for her to see.
"Here, look for yourself... This book is something I bought from nowhere in the past. There's actually nothing written in it, just something related to a world-ending prophecy."
"World-ending prophecy?"
Elizabeth opened her mouth, and Fisher nodded, opening the title page and saying to her,
"Yes. Also, when I first got it, I kept having dreams, dreaming of a terrifying feeling of the world's destruction. During that time, I searched for information everywhere. Seeing how Nari, Schwari, and various nations colonize the Southern Continent today, bullying and oppressing demi-humans... I always felt there would be retribution for doing this. Coupled with finding quite a few ancient texts about demi-human species and discovering they likely held a status superior to humans in ancient times, I believed it to be true back then."
Listening to Fisher's serious description, Elizabeth's curiosity grew stronger, and she asked,
"Then didn't you think about taking some measures?"
"I did. But wasn't that right when you said you were going to join the war? Moreover, a very crucial magic paper at hand was also at a critical juncture; I couldn't tear myself away no matter what. As time passed, I let it go."
"Very crucial... You mean the novel lethal magic you and Mentor Helson pioneered?"
"Mhm. It was that paper that truly made me famous, allowing us to be where we are today, wasn't it? Besides, perhaps what's written in this is but an alarmist prophecy to warn the overly excessive humans of today. What does it have to do with me..."
Fisher smiled slightly. Looking at the Demi-Human Completion Handbook in his hand, some doubts also rose in his heart.
"By the way, others used to be unable to see this book. I even specifically sought out Tlander and Mentor Helson; neither of them could see it. How come you can see it today... How strange."
"It can't be that the world-ending prophecy has already arrived, so it's too late, right?"
"Jinx."
"Haha... Then it might be that since I am the wife you will grow old together with, the two of us have a tacit understanding?"
Fisher's eyes were full of her. Just as he was about to say something, a maid's voice came from the doorway,
"Your Highness, Prince Consort, breakfast is ready."
"Ah, coming right away, Diane."
Elizabeth looked back. A black-haired, dignified woman was standing at the door with lowered brows.
Only after Elizabeth spoke did she lift her head, revealing a smiling appearance.
Fisher took an extra glance at Diane. This maid was hired right when Elizabeth graduated and moved into the western-style mansion. Over the years, she had been dutiful and responsible, earning deep trust from Elizabeth.
In the past, Fisher came over only occasionally because they weren't married, so he didn't see her often. It was only over the past half-month that they had become somewhat familiar.
He followed Diane back to the living room on the first floor of the western-style mansion. Breakfast had already been heated up. Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly. The energetic morning sunlight fell on the green grass, lifting Elizabeth's spirits. While enjoying breakfast with Fisher, she extended an invitation,
"The weather outside is truly beautiful... Hey, Fisher, how about we go walk the dogs and take a stroll after eating?"
The lawn outside Elizabeth's western-style mansion was very expansive. As the eldest princess of a nation, that lawn was ridiculously large. There were also woods on the periphery. Taking a walk in it for an hour or two was entirely not a problem.
Fisher thought for a moment and said,
"Alright, but you can go walk the dogs first. It just so happens there's a small section of my paper that needs polishing. After I finish, we'll go for a walk together."
Fisher didn't like walking dogs; regarding small animals, he merely stopped after a brief attempt. However, he was very interested in taking a walk with his wife.
Elizabeth promised him with a slight smile. Imperceptibly, even her movements while eating breakfast sped up a bit.
After breakfast, Elizabeth went out to walk the several large dogs she kept. Although these large dogs frequently sprinted wildly across the lawn, having their owner with them made it different. Every one of them was full of energy, sprinting wildly around Elizabeth.
Elizabeth walked at a moderate pace. While strolling on the grass, she didn't forget to turn her head and look toward the study of the western-style mansion.
She felt very happy right now.
To be able to stay together with Fisher for a long time, to quietly spend the rest of her life like this. During leisure time, walking the dogs while he writes articles.
Later, when there was free time, going out to various places to take a look would also be nice, enjoying beautiful scenery and delicious food with him.
And after that?
She wanted to have a few children with him. Elizabeth wanted to teach their children well, making sure they wouldn't experience the fickleness and sorrow she endured when staying in the Godolin household in the past.
Fisher was so smart, and she wasn't bad herself. Under their dedicated care, even if the children weren't as smart as them, they should be as happy and joyful as their parents.
As long as this...
As long as this was the case, it would be fine.
Whatever power struggles, all sorts of grievances from the past, let them all vanish like smoke.
Elizabeth walked on the grass with a smile, her heart suddenly and absolutely unprecedentedly peaceful.
She thought so.
"Crack crack..."
But right at this moment, the sound of something shattering suddenly came from the firmament above.
At first, Elizabeth didn't notice it. It wasn't until the bright sunlight on the ground was dyed by a layer of scarlet, and the dogs originally surrounding her began to bark uneasily at the sky.
"Woof woof! Woof woof!!"
Elizabeth stood stunned. Lifting her head to look at the sky, she saw that the entire sky seemed to have been burned through by some illusory flame. And in the distant north, that scarlet color fiercely pierced through the firmament, shattering countless illusory bodies of unknown entities and making them fall from the firmament above.
What was that?
Merely a human, Elizabeth looking at the anomaly above the sky, a blankness filled her heart. At this moment, she didn't even know what had happened, let alone the vast majority of other humans.
Her heart only became increasingly unsettled, increasingly afraid. It was because the scarlet color that had penetrated the entire sky had already poured down from the distant Sema Mountains, dyeing the entire Northern Border a terrifying scarlet color.
The flame of the soul had already ignited, the God of the Sky had already descended...
But Fisher and Elizabeth in Saint-Nazareth knew nothing. Just a second ago, the times had been peaceful and fine, yet the next moment...
That scarlet was already heading towards Saint-Nazareth, seemingly in pursuit of something It had lost.
Along its path, everything in the world was collapsing. Above the sky, the corpses of what seemed like dead gods plummeted down like shooting stars, producing loud crashes on the ground near and far entirely around Saint-Nazareth.
"Rumble!!"
"Fi... Fisher?!"
After a brief daze, a baseless panic gripped Elizabeth's heart. Subconsciously, she looked at her western-style mansion and hurriedly dashed wildly towards it.
She had to find Fisher, she had to get to Fisher's side...
"Elizabeth, where are you?!"
Simultaneously, within the western-style mansion, Fisher's extremely anxious voice also rang out.
Upon hearing her husband's voice, the tension in Elizabeth's heart finally eased slightly. All the maids around her began to scream because the entire ground started to shake violently. From the sky, twisted, bubble-like bodies plummeted into the blocks of Saint-Nazareth, smashing an unfathomably deep crater into the ground.
"Rumble!!"
"Ahhh!!"
Countless screams... gravel and building debris blasted into the air from the ground danced across the sky. Under the illumination of a terrifying scarlet color, Elizabeth panted, only focused on running towards her husband.
Fisher had also run out of the study. Elizabeth already saw him exiting the study, running towards the balcony through the living room.
She stretched out her hand, attempting to approach him...
"Rumble!"
But the next moment, a rock violently hurled from the blocks of Saint-Nazareth plummeted abruptly toward this direction. Like a shooting star, it easily smashed through the protective magic over the western-style mansion, caving in half the building.
Elizabeth was sent flying by that terrifying shockwave. She spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fell to the ground. In a daze, her gaze fell upon the corpses of several maids lying in front of the collapsed ruins of the mansion.
She panted, a ringing sound continuously assaulting her ears.
"Buzz... Buzz..."
"Fi... Fisher... No... Fisher!"
Tears uncontrollably welled up in her eyes. She simply couldn't imagine what exactly had happened, or why human magic had absolutely no power to parry the disaster arriving from the sky.
Right now, her mind didn't even know what was happening.
Was Schwari attacking?
Other than Schwari, what other incident could it be?
Don't know...
She didn't know...
It was clearly so peaceful just now, why the next moment...
"Fisher!"
Elizabeth struggled to stand up with her injured body. There was a wound on her head caused by the flying gravel just now, and fresh blood flowed continuously. Amidst the ringing in her ears, from the direction of downtown Saint-Nazareth, the roars and screams of even more people could be heard. It seemed everything had fallen into a baffling, unaccountable chaos.
She simply hurried towards the only remaining ruins of the western-style mansion, forcing open the shattered balcony doors with great difficulty, and shouted towards the inside.
"Fisher! Fisher, are you alright?! Don't scare me... Fisher... Wuwu..."
"Eliz...abeth..."
From within, a weak voice emerged. Elizabeth stood stunned, then frantically rushed like a madwoman into the ruins covered by bricks and stones from which it came.
She stretched out her hands, desperately sweeping aside the falling debris of the building. Piece by piece, shard by shard. Even though countless wounds appeared on her hands, she was oblivious to it. With a gaze filled with tears, she simply searched unceasingly for that person's figure among it all.
"Fisher! Fisher, you... hold on! I'm coming to save you... Fisher!"
"Rumble!"
But the world's turmoil did not stop. Or rather, everything that just happened was merely the beginning. The subsequent chaos would only grow more intense, seemingly refusing to stop until everything in the world was obliterated and everything died.
But Elizabeth couldn't see the future; she only focused on the present before her eyes. She wanted to find Fisher, her husband!
"No! Fisher, say something... Where are you? I can't find you..."
"Elizabeth..."
Beneath the ruins, Fisher's weak voice finally resounded once more.
Elizabeth put every ounce of effort into clearing the obstacles before her, solely to find him.
However, as pieces of bricks and tiles were uncovered, what revealed itself below was Fisher, whose lower body had already turned into a pool of blood.
Just a human—both Fisher and Elizabeth were as fragile as ants in this sudden catastrophe. Upon seeing the almost crushed Fisher, Elizabeth's tear-streaked expression instantly froze. Yet, she still desperately wanted to reach out and lift the bricks and stones pressing down on his body.
"Fisher... no... Get up... hurry and get up... Wuwuwu..."
"Leave quickly... Elizabeth..."
"No, I won't leave! I'm not going anywhere, hurry and get up! Fisher, hurry and get up!"
However, beneath the bricks and stones, Fisher's breathing and voice began to grow increasingly faint. Yet Elizabeth had already bordered on madness. Like a puppet or a machine, she simply continued to claw at the debris covering his body.
"Fisher... no... I don't want... I don't want you to die..."
"Leave quickly... my... dear..."
"No... no... ahhh!"
Elizabeth lowered her gaze. Because beneath the fragments, Fisher, having lost too much blood, had already ceased breathing. All that remained was fresh blood continuously flowing from his body.
"Rumble!"
Everything in the world started to collapse. "When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact"—this principle was deeply etched into the soul of every living being trembling under the shadow of death. Yet, almost all of them didn't know what had happened. They were merely about to meet their end amidst a sea of confusion, wails, and despair.
Death...
But to Elizabeth, perhaps even death was insufficient to describe her pain.
They had clearly just overcome all resistance to get married... their happy life was clearly just about to begin...
Elizabeth looked with a tear-streaked face at Fisher before her, who had lost his life. She had no desire to live either; she merely kept her head lowered, waiting for death's descent.
"Your Highness, are you alright?!"
But right at this moment, behind her, a female voice suddenly rang out, causing her to turn her head stiffly.
She saw Diane standing spotless outside the ruins, an expression of concern and anxiety on her face.
But at this moment, Elizabeth, whose heart was already dead, merely glanced at her and withdrew her gaze, saying nothing more.
Diane hurriedly walked to her side. When she saw the lifeless Fisher beneath the ruins, her eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a low voice,
"My condolences, Your Highness."
"What exactly... happened... why... why..."
"Rumble!"
Amidst the shaking of heaven and earth, Elizabeth watched in despair as all the beauty around her shattered. She had completely lost the will to run away. She merely reached out her hand within that expanse of ruins, stroked her husband's face, and closed his eyes, which were still fraught with worry before his death.
His last words before dying were still telling her to escape quickly...
But without him, what was the point of escaping?
Clearly, it took so much effort just to...
Diane said nothing. She simply reached out her hand to support her, simultaneously persuading,
"Your Highness, let us go to a safe place first. If we don't leave now, it might be dangerous here..."
Elizabeth just looked down at Fisher beneath her and despaired under her breath,
"I'm not leaving... I want to be right here... by his side..."
Diane heaved a sigh and gently withdrew the hand resting on Elizabeth's shoulder. Suddenly, she said,
"Your Highness..."
"What exactly happened... why are you completely unharmed? And so clean... did you know about this incident... in advance?"
Elizabeth turned her head dazedly, looking at the spotless Diane beside her. Diane paused slightly at her words. Raising her eyes, a pair of blue-gold, scattered irises looked at Elizabeth. For some unknown reason, it made people feel as though their souls were about to be snatched away.
But Diane merely offered a slight smile. Lowering her brows, she spoke softly,
"Your Highness, I actually didn't do anything this time."
Elizabeth dazedly withdrew her gaze, not quite understanding what she meant. She simply looking at Fisher before her and murmured,
"It doesn't matter anymore... Leave quickly, Diane... I am staying right here..."
"Your Highness, the Prince Consort would definitely want you to be safe and sound. Quickly flee with me to a safe place."
"No... I'm not going..."
"Is all that past beauty not enough?"
"How could it be enough! How could it... Wuwu..."
Elizabeth violently shoved the nearby Diane away and roared at her,
"What exactly happened? Things clearly just started getting better for us. We clearly just started living our lives. Then he... then his... I only wanted to stay with him happily and beautifully. Why did I lose him?! I don't want this... I don't want this..."
"...Perhaps this is merely the price of beauty, Your Highness. There might be no perfect things in this world to begin with. The same holds true even for gods."
"I just want him to be alive... just want him to be okay..."
Elizabeth stared hollowly at Fisher beneath her, muttering to herself like so.
Upon hearing this, Diane merely raised her eyes to ask her a question in return.
"Even if it makes you unbearably painful, and all the past beauty vanishes like smoke?"
"I just want him to be alive... just want him to be okay..."
Diane smiled slightly. Standing up, she looked toward the spot beneath the ruins where, unknown since when, even Fisher's remains had vanished without a trace. After a moment of silence, she said softly to Elizabeth,
"If Your Highness loves him so much, then surely, even if that beauty is lost and you are pierced with countless holes as a result, he will definitely feel how much you cherish him. He will proactively grab you and not let you get lost."
"I just want him to be alive... just want him to be okay..."
And the next moment, as the scarlet above the firmament completely swallowed this expanse of sky, the world died along with it, plunging into a profound darkness.
(End of Chapter)