Kael lifted his head, gripping the necklace tightly. His heart knotted in his throat with every moment. He felt like a man lost among the echoes of the past, in a world where everything he once knew had faded, where his identity had vanished. That old dining room, a single plate on the table, and one person… With every detail he recalled, the emptiness within him deepened a little more.
Big sister, he whispered. Though the word came out slowly and with difficulty, the pain it carried within was immense. That word, which once echoed with a warm sense of trust, was now just cold and sharp. The cold touch from the necklace's metal seeped into Kael. All that remained from that old world was a broken memory.
Suddenly, something else emerged from the dark corners of the past. His eyes blurred, but this time it wasn't just a hazy image; Kael felt as if he could connect with that figure. Slowly, trembling, he watched as the power within the necklace intoxicated him. The necklace, like a heavy burden in his hands, dragged him into the deep shadows of the past.
And that figure was truly right in front of him. Its face was vague, faint, and lost, but Kael recognized it. With every passing second, this fading figure grew clearer, as if Kael's mind was trying to find it. His heart beat faster with each pulse. As he remembered, all he could do was think about how everything had crumbled, how everything had become a loss.
"Big sister…" he repeated, but this time the pain of the word was sharper, deeper. In that old, cold room, within that lost time, Kael lost himself once more. Now, this word was no longer just a call; it was a pain, a longing, a sense of being lost… It wasn't just the decayed face of the past, but also a part of Kael's soul.
The moment that figure appeared right before him, something broke in Kael's mind. That old banquet room, the table where the figure sat… Everything had faded, but Kael felt it. That old trust, that old closeness, that old warmth. But alas, time had slipped away. The necklace brought back memories of the past just as it reminded him of the voids left behind. This emptiness widened with every passing second.
Feeling the knot in his throat, Kael covered his mouth and shut his eyes tightly. The necklace was no different from a burden in his hands. Every piece of it dragged him into the past. But at the same time, it was revealing Kael's dark side. A light began to flicker in his mind. That lost figure, that vanished memory, perhaps represented a chance. And Kael had to seize that chance.
He had to make a choice. Would he continue carrying the burden of the past, or would he find a balance between the past and the future? The heavy darkness in his mind was deepening further with the necklace's influence, but something was about to change. Kael would decide what to do with this pain. Between the pains of the past and the uncertainty of the future, he finally resolved to carve a path. The necklace wouldn't just show him what to remember—it would also reveal the way to salvation.
Kael closed his eyes, still gripping the necklace tightly. He felt the pain, the emptiness, everything. This wasn't a beginning, but an end. In the midst of it all, it was a place where time slipped away like a mere shadow. He wanted to accept neither the traces of the past nor the uncertainty of the future. But now, with the cold touch of the necklace, everything was clearer. Memories, half-finished sentences, lost figures… they all came together.
Big sister… That word spilled from his mouth with effort, but this time it carried a different meaning. This word was no longer just a cry for a lost love, but also a scream to Kael himself. He had always sought a path for himself, always felt left behind, but now… now everything was coming together. The past was returning to choke him. But perhaps, beyond being a part of the past, this could be a key to lead him to the right path.
The figure from the past appeared before Kael, slowly, vaguely. At first, it seemed like just a faint memory, but then it began to take shape. But was this figure real? Or was it just another ghost in Kael's mind? Slowly, he felt the pain more deeply. As the necklace grew heavier in his hands, Kael began to believe there had to be a meaning to all this. This figure was perhaps telling him something. Its presence was cutting into Kael's soul, forcing him to awaken.
He took another step. The figure grew clearer. The memory of that old dining room, that lost sense of trust, everything came alive. But now… now it was different. The necklace was forging a connection. On the thin line between past and present, Kael began to confront those old memories rather than just carry their weight.
"Big sister…" Kael's voice echoed in a deep void. Once, this word had been a symbol of trust. Now, it was a reflection of pain and longing. As he recalled that old room, that lost time, something else began to break within Kael. Images flashed rapidly before his eyes. But everything had vanished. Those old memories had faded between the intertwined walls of past and present.
Kael paused in a moment of indecision. Would he keep carrying this burden, or would he find a way to cleanse the emptiness, the shadows of the past? All meaning had been lost, but perhaps he had to embark on this journey to find meaning. The necklace brought the pains of the past, but perhaps it also offered a path to his future. A chance, an opportunity.
He felt it. He had to make a choice. The pains of the past could resurface now and deepen further. But Kael had found a clue in the lost face of that old figure. Perhaps there was a chance to heal the wounds of the past. A chance to shape the future, to carve his own path.
The darkness in his mind began to slowly split with a light. Kael took another step forward, casting off the memories and burdens from his back. This was a step toward breaking free from the chains of the past. The necklace was becoming his guide; while reminding him of pain, it also showed him salvation.
Slowly, with trembling steps, Kael continued his journey. This wasn't just about accepting the past—it was also about challenging the uncertainty of the future. Now, Kael was ready to step into reality. He would leave behind the weight of the past, its pains, and its figures, and carve his own path.
Sometimes, pain and the past don't just chain a person—they slowly rot them in the place where they're bound. Perhaps true salvation lies in purifying oneself on the path to finding the past, in remembering what was forgotten on the road to the future.
Kael took another step, moving deeper into the dark room. Everything around him felt like a faded, misty world. But something had changed. There was a power, one that echoed in his mind, making the frustration in his depths even more pronounced. The necklace still trembled in his hands, but it no longer felt like it carried a weight. It was as if that old burden was slowly slipping from his shoulders, making way for a new purpose.
Suddenly, something glinted in the corner of the room. His eyes were dazzled. He immediately took another step and turned toward that source of light. Now, everything was clearer. Beyond the past, the lost figures, and those feelings filled with emptiness, there was something—a reality. And this reality was emerging before Kael.
That source of light was a door. But it wasn't just a door. It was a passage. The end of the past, the beginning of the future. The necklace glowed warmly in Kael's hands, and for a moment, the lost face of the figure flashed before his eyes. "Come…" said the figure, its voice clear and strong this time. Now, the darkness within Kael had moved beyond being just an echo—it had become a call.
Kael took a deep breath. As he moved toward that door, the uncertainty within him grew. What awaited him? What would he find? But one thing seemed certain: There was no turning back now. He had to leave the ghosts of the past behind, accept them, and bid farewell to that lost figure. Perhaps this farewell was the next reflection of a forgotten goodbye from before.
The moment he passed through the door, the air around him changed abruptly. He was transitioning from one room into an entirely different world. Kael's steps were filled with the traces of lost years, but this time, he felt a renewal with every step. New thoughts began to emerge in his mind. Slowly, setting aside the emptiness within, he followed the path. With each step, something was changing. Slowly but resolutely.
A few steps later, just beyond the door, a figure appeared. But this time, it wasn't a familiar face—it was a choice consciously made. Kael paused at first, then focused on the light surrounding the figure. His eyes shifted to it. Meeting it, no matter how prepared he was, created a tension.
"What will you do with it?" the figure asked, its voice deep and cold.
Kael didn't know what to say for a moment. Everything had taken on a complex form, but he knew one thing: The lost moments of the past had now lost their meaning. It was time for a new path, a new decision. He no longer needed to shape the past but his own choices, the decisions that would define his future.
The darkness within him intensified for a moment, but Kael saw a light in that darkness. That light wasn't just a path—it was also an opportunity, one that promised every moment, every step in this world would hold meaning. Despite the weight of the past and the future, he realized it was time to carve his own path.
Kael took a deep breath and stepped forward toward the figure. Something had to change now. And that change wouldn't just affect him—it would impact the world too.
When Kael stood before the figure, he experienced a momentary pause. The figure's eyes were deep and filled with voids. For a few seconds, Kael focused on the figure, feeling the emptiness within, the fragments of the past. But this time, there was a difference; he now felt stronger. The necklace had ceased to be a burden in his hands and was glowing like a key. Unfortunately, this key could unlock not only the past but also a future.
The figure's voice heightened the unease within Kael. "The past brought you here, but you will shape your future," it said, each word cold and sharp.
Kael closed his eyes and took a deep breath. All the lost memories and the voices of figures echoing in his mind fell silent in an instant. For a moment, the darkness created by the past tried to envelop Kael. But the light within him began to overcome the darkness. There was no more retreating now. Kael quickened his steps and moved toward the figure.
"The darkness and chains of the past cannot hold me," Kael said, his voice more resolute and stronger. "My path, my decision, and my gain."
The figure wasn't surprised by Kael's words. In fact, a smile appeared on its face. "Yes, Kael. You're the only one who can understand this. The past can shape you, limit you, hold you, and imprison you, but it cannot guide you. You must now wield that power. To be the only light born in the darkness."
At that moment, the figure's silhouette slowly faded. Kael felt everything becoming clear. The ghosts of the past, the faint memories, the lost voices—all fell behind in an instant. The necklace's light grew brighter, pouring a deep power into Kael with every passing second. That power promised not just remembrance, but also change.
There was a choice in his mind. Would he accept the pains and voids of the past and remain a mere observer? Or would he turn those voids into opportunities and recreate himself? Kael's decisions were no longer just about himself; they came with the power to shape a path, a world.
The necklace in Kael's hands was no longer just a tool—it was a call. With the strength in his arms, without pausing for a moment, he stepped forward to make the light shine even brighter. At that moment, everything around him began to change. His eyes began to see the universe lost within, the broken realities, the interconnected mysteries. He felt more clearly how everything was linked together.
Now, Kael was laying bare not just the past, but the future too. And this would drag him into a different path, an entirely new battle. Emerging from the darkness was closer than ever. The boundaries of the past and the future were turning into realities shaped solely by his hands.
The voices of the power within Kael merged with the echoes of the figure's fading smile, creating a vibration. Now, those voids were no longer just memories—they were opportunities. Freed from the chains of the past, Kael had found his own path.
At that moment, something changed. Kael could shape his own path, his own destiny, not just by looking at a figure's shadow. He had made his decision now. From the darkness of the past, he would find his own light to transform this world—he would become that light himself.