Chapter 268: Reaching out…
Leon felt a deep sense of despair as the reality of his situation fully sunk in.
The vivid images of the defeat and loss he had experienced kept replaying in his mind over and over again, in a loop that only fueled his growing anger.
The faces of his fallen comrades, the probable destruction of his world, and the merciless slaughter of all those innocent people—all these memories combined into an overwhelming force that threatened to consume him entirely.
But in between the sea of torment going on in his mind, a thought took root, growing stronger with each passing second.
’Am I just going to die like this... without doing anything... without fixing anything...’ Leon thought, sighing to himself in disappointment.
The silence in the white space surrounding him felt quite suffocating, as his consciousness was slowly dragged even deeper below.
He could feel his grip on reality slowly loosening, as he was being pulled away from the world he had once existed in, sinking into a strange, distant realm.
The more he tried to resist, the blurrier everything became, until he was left with nothing but his own inconceivable thoughts.
And then, out of nowhere, low whispers started drifting into his ears, faint but unmistakable.
The voices were distant at first, like a trickle of water in a vast desert, but with each passing second, they grew louder and clearer.
He didn’t know where they were coming from, or why he could hear them, but his mind subconsciously listened unto the voices, unable to hold back his curiosity.