But the beautiful scene suddenly changed.
The flower forest was still there, yet everything about it had become different. The flowers that had once bloomed brightly were now withered, their petals scattered across the ground. The trees stood bare and desolate, their twisted branches stretching toward the grey sky like skeletal fingers. The gentle warmth that had filled the place before was gone, replaced by a silence so heavy that Kui could almost feel it pressing against his chest.
And there, in the middle of the ruined flower forest, were the same two familiar figures.
The man in black was holding his lover tightly in his arms, his entire body trembling as he sobbed. The man dressed in blue lay weakly against his chest, blood running from the corner of his mouth as he struggled to whisper something that Kui could barely hear.
Aok's doppelganger seemed unable to accept what was happening.
