"H-How are you here?" Nyx Shadowfall asked with a shocked and trembling tone, her voice breaking as her feet instinctively stepped back, her eyes darting up and down in disbelief.
It was really Aether standing before her, his form so vivid that her mind couldn't comprehend it. How could he appear here… in the afterlife?
Did that mean he had died to get here?
Did that mean he had thrown his life away just to stand before her now?
Aether only stared at her. He didn't answer, his gaze holding something heavy and unreadable.
"What?" Nyx blinked, tilting her head slightly.
Aether finally spoke, "Do you hate… living?"
Nyx's lips parted for a fleeting second, but no words came out. She faltered, her throat tightening, before she turned her head away from him, her slender fingers curling tightly together as if she could hold herself steady.
