The Author's POV

"Pathetic, isn't it?"

As I mumbled those words, I turned to face the people in the seats across from me.

My throat tightened as I felt the gazes of the people in the room.

Their gazes...

They felt rather suffocating. Especially when I met the gazes of Ryan and the others that were close to Smallsnake. I felt a deep sense of guilt when I saw the pained expression on their faces.

A part of me felt responsible for this mess.

It wasn't just that. As I spoke, memories of Smallsnake started to resurface inside my mind. Each and every one of them caused me to experience intense anguish.

Time stood at a standstill, and a great sense of wariness washed over me. Enough to give me the impression that my body had completely lost all of its vigor.

'...I look pretty pathetic, don't I?'

I lowered my head and stopped speaking.

I probably looked a far cry from how I usually acted, but I couldn't help it. Never did I expect a loss to impact me so much.

Unlike the other me, I still had emotions, and they weren't something I could just turn off with the flip of a switch.

I wish I could...

...I really wish I could.

I slowly raised my head and opened my mouth to speak. My eyes quietly swept the room in the process.

My gaze halted in a certain area just as I was about to speak.

My body began to tremble. A flood of emotions burst out from deep within my body while my eyes focused on a particular person in the distance.

He...

He looked just like me.

Black hair, blue eyes, and an indifferent look...it would be more appropriate to say that he was me.

He was standing near the rear of the room with shackles around his hands and feet. Everything around me started to vanish at that very moment, leaving only him to fill my field of vision.

Everything around me felt dark.

It seemed as though the world had ended and the two of us were the only people remaining in this world. Breathing and standing got a little more difficult, which intensified the feeling of unease that I felt.

'All of this...'

Blinking once, the world around me cleared up and I found myself inside the chapel again. He was still standing there.

His image continued to haunt me in my mind.

'...All of this is his fault.'

I quietly mumbled to myself.

Everything that was happening to me, and Smallsnake's death. It was all his fault.

I was sure of it.

Smallsnake's death was something he had planned.

At first, it didn't make sense to me, but by this point, I was positive. Smallsnake's death was planned by him. He had planned his demise with the sole purpose of inciting animosity between Jezebeth and I.

actions didn't make sense to me, but

was his fault. He was cursed,

He was my curse.

That's why.

mouth, I quietly

'...Please die.'

***

for over

that time, several individuals walked up to the podium and shared their memories

large majority of the attendees didn't quite know Smallsnake. They were mostly there to

people that were actually close to him didn't number more

the faces

everything unfold, Kevin

how much this individual known as 'Smallsnake' meant to the

seemed to be

But...

'Please die.'

Kevin found himself unable to continue paying attention

as he said those words, and the

talking about

Why?

him to die so

He just didn't want to

a way, he looked like the bad guy. He was the

that something

way, his actions made sense to

of it was destroyed as a result of Ren's actions, he would

through

His actions...

no worse than the Demon

that...yet he couldn't bring himself to hate him. In

pain he went through,

the same way if put in the

wasn't the thing

'...There's something missing.'

else was bothering

it was just a feeling, but at the

it's time

After briefly focusing his attention on her, he turned around

his figure for a few seconds, Kevin's eyes drooped. Then, turning around, he

"Let's go."

going to talk to

"...Not now."

Kevin quietly mumbled.

his lips, he repeated in

"Not now."

***

toward the headquarters

things that needed to be sorted out in the absence

Clank—!

that greeted me was darkness. It was a rare

would be greeted by

'You're finally here, Ren.'

'Shut up.'

'Fuck you.'

"Haha."

laugh escaped from my lips when I recalled