'I was given a second chance at life.'
'A chance to conquer this game once again and achieve what everyone before me failed to accomplish.'
'But lately… I've started wondering whether that's truly the reason I keep fighting.'
"I think…"
"I'm simply afraid."
He admitted quietly.
'Afraid of being nothing more than a pawn in some higher being's hands.'
'Afraid of dying without meaning.'
'Afraid of living another life that brings me nothing good in the end.'
Luna had described him as emotionless.
Someone who never appeared desperate.
Someone who showed no fear whatsoever, even when faced with a colossal monster like the Iron Demon or trapped inside an ancient prison overflowing with nightmares.
But reality was different.
Ethan believed the fear inside him was greater than anyone else's.
"All this effort…"
"This exhausting training day and night…"
"And all the insane plans I keep coming up with…"
He smiled faintly, though the smile felt forced.
