The room was dim.
Curtains drawn.
Her phone, lying on the edge of the bed, lit up every few seconds as the screen moved.
She sat there under the blanket, eyes half-closed from lack of sleep.
Exhausted.
But unable to stop.
The final episode had begun.
The scene was silent. No music.
Rain—clothes torn, bloodied—was chained to the wall of a dark stone room.
His face swollen. One eye barely open.
And yet… he was smiling.
The enemy leader stepped forward with cold, steady steps and said,
"Tell me where they are, and I'll end your suffering."
Rain didn't respond.
Another hit.
And another.
Only the sound of pain echoed in the silence.
Finally, Rain lifted his head with difficulty.
His voice hoarse, a mix of sarcasm and something... nostalgic.
"If I was going to talk," he said,
"I would've done it from the start."
Silence again.
Then, a cough. Blood.
His smile slowly faded.
The screen froze.
The colors drained.
End of episode.
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She stared at the screen.
Didn't press "Next."
A minute passed.
Then two.
She waited…
For something.
A confession. A reaction. Some real grief.
But there was nothing.
The next episode started like nothing had happened.
As if Rain was just a rock kicked off the path.
Something cracked inside her.
She turned off the phone.
The room felt larger than usual.
Too quiet.
And in her chest—for the first time in years—
She felt.
She just didn't know yet…
That those emotions would lead her
To a world unlike anything she had ever known.