Unaware of the unfolding events in the Battle Royal, Skyler returned to his room. Riruru had transformed back to her snake form, even though she was still asleep.
After finishing his dinner, he climbed onto the bed and woke her up to eat something. She did, but drifted back to sleep. Sighing, he settled down beside her, leaning against the headboard as he pulled out the familiar book he wanted to so eagerly read whole.
Outside, the evening bled into night, dark clouds gathered in the sky, filled with stars. Yet, the only sound in Skyler's room was the faint rhythmic turning of the pages. He read all night, but just as the first ray of sunlight hit the distant horizon, announcing the start of the next day, he roughly threw the book in his hand toward the opposite wall.
"Bullshit!! They all died?? Died??"
