Chapitre 112: 112 – Giganpoppy

I steeled my heart as Phisovia vomited a lot of blood.

"Why?" She looked at me with eyes filled with tears. "Why are you doing this, my love?"

I shook my head, trying not to fall for her trickery. "You are an illusion. You are not my Phisovia."

She then held my hand, which was still embedded in her chest, causing a heavy flow of blood. "But soon, it will be your reality. This whole world will be what you want it to be. And you are the center of it."

A bitter chuckle left my mouth. "This whole world? So, this fantasy world is going to be like my world? There's no way I can accept that."

If this world were to completely change, my future comrades would not be born. They will never exist, and maybe only I will remember them.

That woman then rubbed my face. Again, I feel the tenderness and warmth that I miss from her.

"So what?" She hissed, her face showing no pain at all, even though I was squeezing her still-beating heart. "This is your deep-down desire, right?"