Bab 387: The Death That Began Everything

The young man treated the pain as thin air. Even as his nose crumbled and fell off his face, the only thing he could think about was comforting his everything.

With his other hand, he stuck it through the light barrier and once more approached his wife with it. However, contrary to the last time, this hand softly landed on the top of her bed of gorgeous pink hair. He then began to gently rub back and forth.

This affectionate gesture snapped Aphrodite out of her stupor. "W-We can figure something else out! Pl-Please, j-just don't leave me…!" She screamed and mumbled with what little sanity she had left.

"Pl-Please…"

The moment she went to grab her husband's other arm, Aphrodite realized that there was no longer a hand left to grab.

All life left her face.

Slowly, she crept her eyes upward, and every inch of the way, her heart was filled with hope. When left with nothing else, only hope could provide light unto thee.