"Ah?"
A surprised sound escaped his lips, hearing his obsession being simplified like that.
'A bird dreaming of flying in space…'
It was stupid—but it felt understandable. Just like a rich man would want to become richer, and a strong person would want to become stronger.
He wanted… more freedom.
"You really see things differently, Maya."
He sighed, lowering his gaze to the words on the novel in his hand.
'Trevor screamed at the sight of the ghost, and he desperately wished he could leave the haunted house…'
"I think you're actually a greedy person, Kaiser."
Maya's words made him raise his head, his brows furrowing.
"Greedy?"
"Hm," She nodded. "You want more liberty. More access to things. More control to the things around you. That's why I said you're greedy. It's just that… I don't think you've ever taken action. Everything is just in your head. And that's what is killing you."
Kaiser's lips parted in surprise. "Hah? So you mean—I've always been a dreamer?"
