Chapter 053
Emilia's POV
I had no idea what to anticipate. However, he wasn't like that.
The heat caused his body to glow faintly like ash. His eyes had turned into glowing embers. He didn't appear to be twelve. He gazed interminably. He seemed to recall every version of me that had ever cried in the dark.
"It's not just light and shadow," he stated. Echo is there. The space between fate and choice.
I remained silent. I couldn'.
He's not a kid, I kept thinking. He wasn't.
He is unique. Something ancient.
"What does Echo mean to you?"
It's the third route. It is not documented in writing. Not coerced. It awaits those who can see past the conflict.
My mouth was dry. “You mean... a path where I’m not a pawn?”
His smile was small, crooked, and worn out. Emilia, you were never a pawn
