บท 301: Those Who Carry A Will

In a space of emptiness and darkness, the man opened his eyes. The ground was deep black, the sky colorless. He stared at this nothing without thinking, then a breeze finally greeted him.

"..."

"..."

He turned behind, meeting the gaze of a young blond boy with poor outfits. The two stared at each others for a while, then, he sighed.

"Aren't you gonna say anything?"

The boy raised his head, his smile wide as if he had seen his hero. Agiel, hands in his pocket groaned in annoyance.

"Maybe you're right, you should definitely stay silent after throwing me under the bus like this. Are you at least satisfied?"

The boy put a hand on his chest, bowing his head.

- I see the red thread of destiny weaving the path to deliverance. Everything that happens, past, present and future are all on one line, so I wouldn't say I'm satisfied, I'm just looking at a memory.

He raised his head, displaying a smile.