Purple sky.
Stone plaza.
[Checkpoint Established.]
Kael collapsed to his knees.
She knows, he muttered. She knows about the loop."
No matter how many times he died, one thing never changed:
Fear.
But something new existed now.
Hope.
He moved fast, ignoring the stalls, the noise, the people.
The silver haired girl was there again same spot, same posture.
This time, she spoke first.
"You came earlier, she said.
Kael's heart pounded.
You remember.
She shook her head. No. But you're acting differently.
She studied him.
"You're not from this world, she added.
Kael laughed broken, hysterical.
Neither is death, he replied.