Everyone sat around a table. There were drinks in front of them, which Kyle recognized. He remembered drinking this beverage the last time he had talked to the man. If he remembered correctly, it was called Burning Heart.
Yet, no one touched the drinks. The man had placed the drinks on the table and had asked everyone to be seated.
The table had the form of a hexagon, which seemed to be an unfitting form for everyone's stance. After all, there were five camps, not six. Kyle was one camp. Sebastian and Melanie were one camp. The Overseer was a camp. Swamp Dragon was a camp. The man was a camp.
Initially, Melanie had believed that she should sit separately from Sebastian. After all, they were six people.
"That spot is already occupied," the man said with a smile. "You can sit with your partner."
Naturally, Melanie did just that, and in the end, five of the six sides of the table were occupied.
For a while, everyone remained silent, lost in their thoughts.
The Overseer had already recovered all of her Energy, but that was hardly relevant anymore.
Kyle looked at the table with furrowed brows. He still didn't know how everything would end, and that annoyed him.
After a moment, he grabbed the Burning Heart and took a deep gulp. Moments later, he felt like a fire of justified fury had been lit inside of him.
"Alright," Kyle said before pointing at the empty spot on the table. "First of all, who is sitting there?"
The man just kept smiling. "The world."
"The world?" Kyle asked flatly. "And how will the world contribute to our conversation? It can't exactly think."
"The world thinks what we think it thinks," the man answered. "If we ignore our own desires and think about what the world would think if it could think, we can imagine what it would say."
"And what is this world?" Kyle asked with a bit of annoyance.
"Its inhabitants," the man answered. "All the Mortals, Seekers, and beasts."
"Fine," Kyle said as he drank more Burning Heart. Naturally, Kyle was quite annoyed. Swamp Dragon and the Overseer were right in front of him, and worst of all, they were still alive. He wanted revenge, and he couldn't get it. "So, what's this all about? What do you want to happen?"
"I want the right thing to happen," the man answered calmly as he drank some Burning Heart himself. Surprisingly, it seemed like the Burning Heart didn't have any effect on him. He seemed just as calm and collected as always.
"And what is the right thing?" Melanie suddenly asked from the side, her tone neutral.
Sebastian looked with a bit of worry at his wife. He didn't want her to step out of line and needlessly endanger herself.
Melanie noticed and just rolled her eyes. "What's up with you?" she transmitted. "We're having a conversation. I'm allowed to talk, right? When did you become so scared and uncertain? The Sebastian I fell in love with was bolder. I love the current you just as much as I've loved your past self, but I still want to know why you've become more reserved with time."
Sebastian sighed. "Because I finally have something I value," he transmitted. "In the past, I was louder and more casual since I only had to worry about myself. So what if I took some risks? But now, making the wrong decision feels so much more impactful. I can accept my death, but I can't accept your death."
Melanie just rolled her eyes again. "Oh, come on," she transmitted. "My death? You know exactly what possibilities the future holds. Our time together is limited. We've already spent our allotted lifetime together."
When Sebastian heard Melanie's words, he felt like a dark void had opened in his chest.
There was an undeniable and unchangeable truth.
Melanie did not have the talent to become Immortal.
They had tried. Sebastian had even given her an Elemental, but it still wasn't enough. There were only two ways everything could go.


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