Zenith's Point Of View
So, that's how it was. I don't have an idea who am I right now. The truth keeps running through my mind. This is guilt, right? I'm too bad person to accuse someone of not really doing anything wrong. All this time, I'm hunting the wrong person. There is no reason for me to stay here, Grandpa Zilver must know about this.
Two days ago after our fight with Genesis. I admit, she's really good like my grandfather when it comes to fighting and I'm afraid I'll just stay like this. A poor creature.
"Zenith …" I lazily turned to Vior who had just arrived.
I was outside the house and sitting on the lawn. I just hid my face and then bled.
"Hmm?" I growl weakly.
"Are you okay? If you want someone to talk to, I'm here. I'll listen," I heard him say.
Even if
