Rebel's POV
"Ren," I whispered.
Tumingin ito sa akin. Walang emosyon ang mga mata nito.
"Why are you here?"
Wala pa itong chip sa ulo because his subconscious is weak and I'm glad about that. Because of that, hindi ito magagalaw ni, Dr. Albert as long as his mind is still weak. But he's blaming himself and me for the death of his twin. Ran died because of me but not because of him.
It's all my fault.
May hawak itong kunai at nag-eensayo.
"H-how are you?" I asked.
Kuyom ang kamao nito. He's just ten years old ngunit maagang namulat sa karahasan. Maaga itong sinampal ng realidad. And I know how much it hurts for him. Their parents died at simula noon ay kami na ang nag-alaga sa mga ito.
"I-i hate you," he whispered at saka yumuko.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ren." Lumapit ako rito a
