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The weight of sadness settled upon her heart, casting a shadow over her once vibrant spirit. Eva retreated to her private study, seeking solace amidst the memories that intertwined with her grief. The room, adorned with artifacts from their epic journey, held a bittersweet reminder of the battles fought and the loved ones lost along the way. Tears welled up in Eva's eyes as she clutched a treasured photograph of Uncle Sam, a cherished mentor and source of unwavering support.

And now he’s gone. “I’m so sorry,” I manage. “Anaya, I’m so sorry.” She doesn’t answer. Just curls back into herself and cries harder. I hold her while she breaks. At the same time, she sobs for her cousin who flew across the country to see a friend and ended up dead in a pool. And I wonder how many more people I’m going to destroy before this is over. It’s past midnight when Anaya finally falls asleep. I tuck a blanket around her and slip out of my room as quietly as I can.

Manik smiles. The white Iru enveloping him vanishes. “Harasho is the most reasonable dogma. You can say that it projects the current life.” Manik reaches into his jacket pockets and draws their contents. There are two books on his hands. A pink book with a couple smiling at each other on a heart frame on the cover is on his right hand and a red book with a short hair woman crying on the cover is on his left hand. “Which Doujin do you like, Your Highness?” Manik asked.

Another painting had a war scene with blood all around. Shama moved towards another group of painting. A girl was standing alone in a storm without any emotion on her face. A strong vibe came from that girl but still she was weak. Another painting had a girl wiping off her tears and was glaring. Her hands were bleeding as she clenched a mirror and she walked on Shattered pieces of mirror. A broken heart was there in the background. Another painting had a cheerful girl with a butterfly in her hand. Her eyes were filled with hope.

"I'm so sorry, Victoria. They didn't make it. Shortly after you left a Soul Eater broken in and attacked them all. It was like a shark feeding frenzy. They didn't stand a chance." My heart shattered and I breathlessly pleaded with her to tell me she was joking. That this was some sick, sick joke she was playing. But the sorrow in her eyes told me exactly what I didn't want to hear. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the faces of every person in the building flashed through my head.