Chapter 361: Epilogue (4)
#12. Past
... On that day five years ago, as the greatest star in the world set, Deculein died. Without a shred of a doubt, without any way to turn back the clock, Sophien witnessed that all too certain final moment of his death.
Whoooooosh—
From the end of the winter mountain, at a snowline altitude where her body was scattered by the frigid cold northern winds, Sophien witnessed the scene inside Rohakan’s cabin where a warm bonfire was burning, with a sight that surpassed a human's.
— Brother.
Sophien took in the sight of Yeriel calling out to Deculein, the sight of Deculein smiling at her, and the sight of their last conversation with her own two eyes.
— Yeriel.
Deculein called Yeriel, who had come to him, and he silently reached out a hand to comfort the child who was mourning.
— ... Why have you been hiding all this time?
Yeriel asked, her voice trying not to break but cracking with tears.
— I was not in hiding.
Deculein replied.
