Nanatili ako ng ilang oras sa tabi ng taong hindi ko pa rin masigurado kung si Cyan nga. Same as white magic can't cure beings from dark origin, it can't heal injuries inflicted by forbidden magic. All I was able to do was clean his wounds. Kahit bugbog ang katawan niya,  ipinagpasalamat ko na hindi nanganganib ang buhay niya dahil sa mga tinamo.


Lumipas ang magdamag. Napatingala ako sa pagkakasubsob sa gilid ng kama ni Cyan dahil sa kaunting liwanag galing sa labas.


“I was waiting for you to wake up,” said a soft voice that startled me.


Napalingon ako sa pinagmulan n'yon. Saka ko napansin si Khaos na nakatayo malapit sa pinto. There was no expression on his face.


“I'm going to school.” Simple siyang bumaling sa direksyon ni Cyan na wala pa ring malay. “There's no need for you to come.” Sa'kin na siya nakatingin.


“I-I'm.” I caught his attention who's about to step out. I cleared my throat. “I-ingat ka.” Ang huling nasabi ko na malayo-malayo sa gusto ko talagang sabihin sa kanya.


I stared at the door where he quietly went out. Everything felt so awkward.


We all believed—that Khaos is Cyan. I was certain he is. I made him believe that he is... Cyan. May kung anong sakit ang gumuhit sa puso ko. How could this have happened?


“Why are you staring into nothing?”


My heart raced after hearing that voice. Ang boses na tulad nang kay Khaos. Nang tingnan ko siya'y nakamulat na nga ang mga mata niya.


“I know this is so abrupt, but who are you?”


His brows furrowed as he sat up. “Who else do you think?”


His familiar sarcastic tone and annoyed expression made me anxious. “Can you please just answer my question.” I clenched my fist, hoping that he'll give me a different answer from what was already obvious.


Mapait akong napangiti sa maling naisip.


“I'm Cyan. Do you still want to hear my last name?!”


My eyes almost bursted in tears, but not because of joy. Silence filled the room. I can't look him in the eyes.


“Nothing changed about you,” aniya.


“Y-you too, there's not much difference.”


Matipid siyang ngumiti. “Someone who's dead for years wouldn't change in any way.”


“You're right. You were dead so how are you alive now?”


My question sounded wrong. It was persecuting. Pero hindi ko 'yon magawang bawiin. Gusto ko 'yong masagot.


“I don't have any idea. I was hoping you'll know.”


Nilamon ang isip ko nang mga tanong at konklusyon na napawi lang din nang sunod niyang sinabi.


“Who was that guy a while ago? He looks exactly like me.”



Natigilan ako sa tanong na 'yon. Naabutan niya pala ang pag-alis ni Khaos.



I took a deep breathe. I told him everything that happened after he died and about Khaos. Nagawa kong ikuwento lahat kahit na ba parang pinipiga ang puso ko sa bawat kumpirmasyong nagkamali lang ako ng pag-aakala. Pinipilit kong pigilin ang nagbabadyang mga luha.



Idinamay ko lang si Khaos sa lahat nang 'to.



“Alam kong nahirapan ka.” Marahan niyang hinawakan ang kamay ko. “Once we return, we can go back to how we were before.” Humigpit ang hawak niya.



“Go back?” Reality sank in. “O-of course,” bawi ko.



Napansin ko ang bahagya niyang pag-ngiwi dahil yata sa kirot na biglang naramdaman.



“W-when you're better, we 'll go.” Inalalayan ko siyang mahiga. “For now, rest.” After making sure he's comfortable, dali-dali akong nagpaalam. “E-excuse me for a bit.”



Hindi ko na nahintay ang sagot niya, agad akong lumabas ng kuwarto. After shutting the door, I fell slumped on the floor, crouching. Mabilis na nagtubig ang mga mata ko.



My mind clouded with thoughts along with endless tears coming from my eyes.



Everything Khaos, went through was for nothing. The suffering I made him endure has no purpose. I just made him believe that he's someone he's not. I forced him to be Cyan for my own selfishness.



This pain I'm feeling from all this is probably nothing compared to what's tormenting Khaos right now.



Totoong kailangan ko nang bumalik, wala na 'kong dahilan para manatili rito pero paano siya? How can I just leave him as if he didn't mean anything to me.



Kasalanan ko lahat 'to.



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