Touya was slowly dying. That was the hard truth that you had to accept. You looked at your childhood friend in that airtight tank, strapped up and medical wires everywhere. He was burnt everywhere.

You sat down in front of him, just like every other day for the past week. You wished you could just take his hand one more time. You listen to his heart monitor and tear up. The doctors said he was slowly heading to his death.

"{{user}}..." He croaked. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I became a villain and left you behind. I'm sorry for everything."