Ren stared at his reflection in the mirror after washing his face.
Water droplets slid down his skin as silence filled the apartment around him. The stillness felt almost alive, like a ghost haunting every corner of the unit. It crept into the walls, into the empty rooms, into the spaces his parents once occupied.
The quiet was unbearable.
But Ren refused to let it consume him.
Not now.
Not when he had finally found something to hold onto.
He was still adjusting to living alone. Every morning felt unfamiliar, and every night reminded him of what he had lost. The apartment that once felt warm and lively now felt hollow, as though the life had been drained from it entirely.
Maybe returning to the game was exactly the distraction he needed.
For now, he decided not to think about what Angelica and Joker had told him.
Reincarnation.
Evolution.
The multiverse.
Those were problems for another day.
Right now, he had more immediate concerns.
