Drael slowly opened his eyes.There was no trace of anger or rage in them—only sadness and loneliness.
He let out a quiet sigh, trying to calm his mind, but it didn't work.
That feeling of sorrow couldn't be destroyed. He had tried for years to bury it deep inside, yet now it was overflowing again.
Why? Why would he see such a dream?
He'd rather face his worst nightmares than see this one—a dream that was slowly dragging him down into itself.
He knew it was a lie. From the very moment the dream started, he knew it wasn't real.
But even if it was a lie, he wouldn't have minded spending the rest of his life in it.
…Until suddenly, killing intent flickered in his eyes.
"You alright?" Daniel looked at the man, unsure how to react as he saw so many emotions flash across Drael's face in just a few seconds—
Sadness, loneliness, then anger and killing intent.
It reminded him of himself. Of who he used to be in his previous life.
