Akira felt his vision going dark.
Everything he remembered...
Everything he believed...
It was all wrong.
Her words had filled a missing gap in his memories.
That night, by the time he had opened his eyes at the bottom of that cliff, he had already been dead. It was only natural that he thought the fall was what killed him.
He was too invested in knowing why Asahi had pushed him. He never even considered questioning his own memories. Never even questioned if the fall was really the reason behind his death...
But someone in that hall already knew all of this...
Akira's face turned; his eyes, which could see nothing, were desperately searching for a person.
Zaelek stood frozen with his fists clenched tightly at his sides.
Since the very beginning, he had been there to witness everything, and it was only natural that he knew the truth.
But the truth was never so simple.
That night, when Zaelek had opened his soul-reaping book, there had been three names.
