⚡️-REWRITTEN ELECEED ALTERNATE UNIVERSE-⚡️

CHAPTER 21: THE INDECIPHERABLE.

When I looked at her, every time I thought of her, as insane as it may sound, I'd catch a glimpse of the future. Her future.

Or was it mine?

The darkness cascaded from the arm covering my face hid the light, preparing a perfect blank canvas for my mind to paint her face on.

She had looked at me at some point.

When the professor had turned his attention to me, my eyes had never left hers. Her eyes were swelling and half lidded, and ever stricken with pain.

Though there was something steady in her eyes, as if she was trying to wordlessly say something. Motionlessly show me something.

Our eyes had remained locked, and it was then, especially then when I found myself in another timeline, yet to exist and shining so brightly, with smiles saturated by sun and blue sky, lying patiently through steady brown eyes.

In the fraction of a second, I had seen into another future.

I had also then realized just how important that mysterious woman was. Something awaited her. A very distinct future filled with something great and inspiring.

It was as if in the second that I had, I for some reason understood something.

I still don't know what. In fact, I may never know.

But there was this displaced, and overwhelming resolve that swelled with utmost importance, that urged me to protect and defend that woman no matter the cost.

Was this really why I endured everything I did?

Using myself as a shield for a mysterious future.

Did I do something good? Was what I did the right decision?

Who knows.

Regardless, of everything, really, there was no going back.

What's done is done. And unfortunately, it can never be undone.

Forever written in the laws of time and memory, it will remain.

I suppose a realization like that should be enough to help me move on. To continue forward.

But what was forward from here?

Here I am, in the midst of a small white room, akin to an interrogation room that manifested itself in the depths of an awakened organization, held captive and currently alone.

What's next from here?

Earlier, I had said that I was mad at you, Jiwoo Seo. But the truth is, I was never angry with you. I'm not angry with my professor, and I'm not even angry with your companion, Kayden Break.

If I wasn't angry, then what was it that I felt?

Telling myself that I was angry was a blatant lie to myself that I couldn't believe, because I knew that it was something different.

Anger couldn't describe this feeling.

It wasn't pleasant, but it was peaceful. It was confusing, as well as heavy and troublesome. But it was also comforting, in a way.

In a room with only white and grey and no view into what lies past closed doors, the only company I had were these strange feelings and heavy dilemmas.

Another reasonable question as to how I got here is a whole other story.

Previously, after the professor and I escaped the wrath of the notorious Kayden Break, we had sought refuge in one of our other bases, located deep within the heart of Seoul city. It was well hidden and used, as it was somewhere we stayed in case of emergencies.