Eyes of destiny-Chapter 33: Dream part 3

"Hey, Edo, can I ask you something?" Yuki asked Edo hesitantly, his voice quiet, almost a whisper, as if he was afraid of his own thoughts.

"Sure, Yuki. What is it?" Edo responded cheerfully, though a hint of concern flickered in his eyes. He knew Yuki well enough to realize that if he was speaking like this, something was troubling him.

Yuki hesitated for a moment. He stared at the ground as if weighing each word, trying to decide whether he should say it out loud at all. Finally, he sighed and began to speak.

"You know... sometimes I wonder... Will it always be like this?" he asked softly, his voice tinged with sadness and doubt.

Edo furrowed his brows. His friend had never spoken like this before.

"Yuki, what do you mean..? And why this sudden change?" he asked, trying to read Yuki's expression, but the boy avoided his gaze.

"It's about our friendship..." Yuki finally said. "Right now, we're playing here as if nothing else matters, but what about later? Do you think you'll always want to be around me? I mean..."

"Yuki..." Edo interrupted him, feeling a strange pang in his chest.

"What are you even saying...? What happens later? Who cares... No matter what, I will always be your friend!" he said firmly, looking Yuki straight in the eyes.

Yuki was silent for a moment, as if processing those words, then he smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Edo... Really... If it weren't for you, then..." he trailed off, unable to finish his sentence.

But he didn't get the chance to say anything else.

As they approached the exit of the room in the old, abandoned factory, Yuki suddenly let out a cry.

Before Edo could react, his friend was falling.

Near the entrance to the next room, a deep hole gaped in the floor—something Edo had missed earlier. Yuki plummeted into it without warning, and at the bottom, dark, still water shimmered ominously.

Edo's heart leaped into his throat.

"YUKI!" he shouted, watching as the boy instinctively reached upward, trying to grab onto something—anything.

And he succeeded.

Driven by instinct, Edo lunged forward and caught Yuki's wrist.

He was strong. He was fast. He had always had great reflexes. But now... it wasn't enough.

For a split second, he felt the weight of Yuki in his grasp. He saw his wide, fearful eyes, felt the trembling in his body.

And then...

Edo's fingers loosened.

Not even a moment passed before Yuki slipped from his grasp.

"EDO!" was all he managed to cry out before he hit the water with a loud splash.

Edo didn't think.

He just jumped.

Ice-cold water pierced through him as he plunged in. He opened his eyes and saw him.

Yuki was sinking, motionless, his dark hair floating around his face.

I have to catch him.

Edo dove downward, reaching out his hand. He was getting closer. Just a little more.

And then...

A blinding light.

Suddenly, something bright, almost divine, burst forth beneath the water. For a second, all Edo could see was a white glow spreading all around him.

And when the light faded...

Yuki was gone.

As if he had vanished.

Edo frantically looked around, searching for any sign of his friend, but there was nothing. Only the empty, black water remained.

His heart pounded wildly.

This is impossible.

It can't end like this.

And yet....

Edo felt something shatter inside him.

That light, that unearthly brightness—perhaps to someone else, it would have looked like an angelic glow. But to him...

It was the beginning of darkness.

A darkness that settled deep in his heart.

A fear that would never leave him.

A guilt he would never be able to erase.

It was the day he killed his best friend.

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