"And so that coward Serey left like that, hiding away at the Undying Club, wasting time. I don't understand what he's waiting for—waiting for the moment of the world's end? If he can endure this monotonous eternity, why doesn't he have the courage to take that step?"
Olivia's doubts echoed in Bologue's mind; she was full of confusion and uncertainty, seeking answers from Bologue, hoping to get some explanation from him.
Bologue couldn't say much. As an Undead, he was still too young, too young to be full of vigor and expectations for this world. Yet he understood Olivia's feelings and could somewhat grasp Serey's pain.
"So, everything will perish, right?"
His mind flashed back, Bologue once again returned to the evening not long ago, where he and Palmer strolled down the street, striding towards home.
