Rael ignored him.
"If you had the chance to start over, would you take it?"
Aston scoffed.
"Philosophy doesn't flatter me. If you're going to kill me, then just get on with it."
But Rael was adamant.
"Humor me."
"Listen, I don't care—"
Another spark of light left Rael's fingers, only this time it was more violent. It blew up Aston's eyeball, and before long, his left lung had failed as well.
He gasped for air, but to no avail, until eventually, Rael showed him mercy and healed him once again.
"Answer my question," Rael said calmly.
Aston stared at him as though he was some spawn of Satan, but seeing no way out of it, he indulged Rael.
"Tsk... If I had my memories, then sure, I would definitely restart. Who wouldn't? I'd just start my businesses up sooner, and I'd invest my money into better stocks. Retiring before even coming of age would be a nice start to life."
"..."
Rael put a hand over his chin.
