{Carved In Fate's Stone}
A new section.
New letters.
Emir stepped forward, eyes scanning the scattered pages.
He reached for the first one. 'Opened' it. And read.
{Found Out}
"Johnson. Solis."
"Why are you here?"
The blue-eyed man smiled.
A voice like many. A voice like Maria.
"Why? Ah… you mean that? I'm here to expose you."
Emir's expression remained blank.
"I see."
He raised a hand.
"Die."
But—he disappeared.
Emir frowned.
Almost Turning Hollow.
His imprisonment.
The entire chain of events.
He realized it.
It was all planned by Solis.
He exhaled, turned and found himself surrounded.
Celestials. A lot of them.
He didn't resist.
Didn't even consider running.
He let them capture him.
{A Mighty Roar}
The crowd parted before him.
One step.
Then another.
Until he stood before them all.
His hands dripped red.
His gaze was cold.
He saw everything.
The principal. The teachers.
Ragnar.
Evelyn.
His students.
Arthur's friends? Fear. Shock. Anger.
