Vol. 2 Prologue (II)
As if a machine left unoiled for a long time, the man's empty eyes slowly looked up.
Standing in front of him was a woman who looked so much like his brother.
The man did not show surprise at the sudden appearance of the woman, because he had seen long ago the ghosts of the people that he had killed over time. They were haunting him even in his dreams. He never consulted a psychiatrist about it and let himself be tormented by his hallucinations.
But this illusion in front of him was different from the other images he had seen.
The little brother in his dreams were always covered in blood, crying in pain and grievance. But the image in front of him was not bloody, rather, she looked at him with sorrow and pity.
This was the first time that the face of his brother showed him such a pair of eyes.
"Do you want to turn back time?" the illusion in front of him asked.
The sound of rain seemed to slowly fade away.