VOL.1 CHAPTER 0.9 : Reflections Of Memories
As SURN shared the truth behind his existence with Angel, the air hung heavy with the weight of his words. He recounted the tale of Foulkin, the scientist who had stolen his son's brain to create him—a mere shell, haunted by memories of a life he could never truly reclaim.
"One day, I malfunctioned," SURN continued, his voice a hollow echo of the pain he had endured. "I ran away to an abandoned train and simply shut off, resigned to my fate."
Angel listened in silence, her luminous gaze filled with empathy and understanding. "It's sad, isn't it?" SURN whispered, the weight of his existence heavy upon his metallic shoulders.
"Yes, it is," Angel replied softly, her voice a soothing balm in the midst of SURN's turmoil. With a gentle touch, she descended from her celestial perch, settling beside him amidst the ruins.
Placing her head on SURN's shoulder, Angel offered him a silent comfort—a gesture of solace amidst the chaos of their shared existence. "It's okay," she whispered, her words a promise of understanding and acceptance in the face of adversity.
And in that fleeting moment, amidst the ruins of 22-26, Angel and SURN found solace in each other's presence—a beacon of hope amidst the darkness that threatened to consume them both.
END OF CHAPTER 0.9