I was there again, that same dream. But this time it wasn't that feminine figure and me alone. Everyone I had lost was around me. The figures were black, but I felt it in my heart. They were around me and looking at me.
I never understood what death was until I was 13. The day I lost my father told me what death was. How much it pained.
I lost my mother when I was not even a year old. I lost Malkin when I was just 2 years old.
2 weeks ago, I lost Valkin. It hurt a lot.
3 days ago, I lost Barnett. She wasn't dead, but it hurt.
And now, I have lost Ferry. But…I felt no pain. Just an emptiness. Maybe…my heart has gone numb.
I was shot. I don't know whether I am dead or I am alive. I am just standing here. What to do? Where to go? I had no answer.
I had only one definition of death. We die when our heart or brain stops. And our soul leaves our body.
Now, as I stand here and reflect on my life. I had only one thing in my life…loss. I had lost. I lost my loved ones. I lost my friends. And I had failed to kill the one who caused this. I had failed to take revenge.
I looked ahead and saw a bright figure. The black figure of the woman, whom I think is my mother, was now bright.
I turned back and saw the same haunting figures I saw in my nightmare. And now Ferry had joined them.
Argen was out there. He was alive. I had failed to kill him. And he had succeeded. I am a failure. I had failed.
"No, you are not." The bright figure spoke.
I turned, and now I could see the faces of all the figures except for the bright one. I was right. The ones I lost were standing around me.
"You are not a failure. You can do what others could never do." The figure spoke.
"I am dead," I said.
The figure smiled and laughed lightly. "No." She said and kissed my forehead. I looked at my dull hands. They were a bit bright now. I looked up and saw everyone smiling at me.
"You never lost your chance. You never lost your soul." The figure said. "Go…You have unfinished business."
I couldn't understand death. Maybe I could never. But…I knew what life was.
In that moment, I understood one thing.
The devil was out there.
And fate has chosen me to kill it.