Touya didn't knew what he was going to do.

He felt like an absolute failure, roaming around the streets after finding out nothing had changed at home after his 'death'. Despair filled his whole existence and he was sure it was quickly turning into rage and anger.

Though as much as he wanted to do something about it, he couldn't.

The whole situation was quickly weighing down on him, and despite not feeling pain because of the burns scattered in his body, he felt exhausted.

Maybe it was the arrange of emotions he was feeling that didn't seemed to stop flowing, but he was tired. A lot.