It was a normal day for Sarah Albert.
She took a minimal rest for the injuries she sustained in the Solar Trial. The potions worked their wonders, but some natural rest was advised to not leave behind any hidden injuries.
Sarah took it very seriously. She wanted a future where she could break the limits of Dual Awakeners and hit the Sovereign state.
Then…
Sarah looked at the rather messy room with a complicated expression. He really made himself home.
There were various articles belonging to the Sovereigns. Hologram posters about the Abyss Invasion and so on.
It was messy, but it was his.
…It was Varian's room.
In the world which lost all colors dimmed, glimpses of their memories were like the sparkles of colors.
"Haa!" Sarah felt a suffocating weight on her chest. It wasn't new though. Since that day, she found everything difficult.
Everything was too heavy. Too hard. Too laborious.