Confident

Epilogue

Emma stood between breaking the barrier, and killing the mood. 

Don't look away. 

Lest we find our hero in great depths of despair. 

Sorrow.

Guilt. 

Pain. 

The war raged on above, but the true battle was at her fingertips. If only she had the guts to reach it. The vial was right in front of her. The contents were easy to grasp. But the concept, was not. 

What was the point of all the secrets? 

Sooner or later, 

Someone was going to find out. 

Everyone was too busy celebrating their lives, and focusing on the minor problems. She was the only one fighting now. 

And there was no turning back.