92 Fate · Future - One (I)

Ansel tenderly stroked Seraphina's head, whispering softly, "It has been a long time, Seraphina." 

His voice and image were so clear and distinct in Seraphina's eyes, no longer the vague illusion from her dreams, nor the void phantom she saw in her daze after her gradual breakdown in recent days. 

Before Seraphina, there was the real Ansel of Hydral, tangible and within her reach.

The dagger fell to the ground, and the trembling girl could no longer suppress her emotions, throwing herself into his arms and bursting into tears. 

All the loneliness, fear, despair, and...misunderstandings, self-denial, all vented out at this moment. 

She desperately wanted to stop crying, to not appear so weak and disheveled, but her tears and sobs were unstoppable. 

"Ansel... Ansel..." 

Having lost everything, even her self, the wolf clung tightly to Ansel, clinging to the only thing she truly had left. 

"You saved me again... once again..."