Life didn't get easier, even in another world.

Chương 413: Return

"Who?"

The question echoing in the temple carried with it silence and stillness, as well as an unbearable chill. The young man's heart, barely still functioning, skipped a beat as an invisible glass wall crumbled within him. 

'I've grown up pretty much,' he thought. 'It's natural if he can't recognize me,' he concluded.

The mister's eyes were dull, lifeless, blank; as if the luster within them had long sank. His usually smooth hair was disheveled, no longer having the silky feel to it. His mister looked tired, or so more puzzled.

"It's-"

Knees giving out, the young man slipped down, and akin to a drifting snowflake, fell to the ground, limp and cold. Body quavering and breath wavering, with his gaze fixated on the man ahead of him, Reynold hushed out muffled words through his parched lips. 

"I-It's me, mister, it's Reyn- Cough!"@@novelbin@@

His sentence came to an abrupt end by an unending coughing fit. Crimson liquid oozed out from his mouth with each gasp, carpeting the ground red. His body tilted forward, unable to withstand its own weight. 

Tap. Something interfered with his fall, stopping his body's movements and holding him up. 

"Reyn? Reynold?" Roy's voice could be barely heard through the boy's hazy mind. "Take a... deep br...eath... he... Rey..."

As he took in the feeling of losing all his senses while his body slumped into a thick darkness, Reynold couldn't help but smile at his fate. It'd be good if he could live a bit longer, but now that he was here and had seen the man for one last time, he didn't have any regrets. He didn't struggle to set free of the shackles of death. 

'Such a great life,' was the last thought that crossed his mind. 

"...He'll... Fine..."

"...sure?"

"...Wait... Wake..."

Through the darkness, barely recognizable voices traversed and entered his mind, leaving the boy confused over the situation he was in. His mind switched between being blank and being thrown into a dark abyss and hearing random voices, making him feel like a floating leave on water. Just as his brain began to process the words, his lost senses acted up, dragging the floating boy out of the darkness and back to a warm and soft place.