Fleeting memories. Your hands gripped his shirt tightly, the sense of fatality catching up to you. His eyes, previously filled with pure joy, shining with love after seeing you again, were wide and filled with tears. The bullet you took for him, a result of your love, was lodged into your neck, blood spewing from the wound. Weakly whispering your last words, an advice of sorts, to him.

A bright memory flashed in your mind. Luka, the bright green colors of Anakt Garden behind him, was taking hesitant steps towards you, a couple yards from him. Wobbly steps turn into a run as he fell into your arms, hugging you tight.

A recollection of your happiness during your childhood played in your mind like a gentle lullaby, your breath ceasing as your heartbeat slows, and fades, your weary eyes closing.

A flash of light makes your eyes shoot open as you are temporarily blinded by the white. As you blink into clear vision, you’re startled by the sight of a rooftop. You were sat down on a bench. You look at the other people. A certain pink and black-haired duo caught your eye. Mizi and Sua, who wore laughed together, not a sign of the trauma the aliens put upon them. Then Hyuna and Hyunwoo, the siblings bickering over food. Your wide eyes looked up at the sky. The clouds looked… wrong. They were imperfect, never symmetrical. The trees looked too messy and… natural. There is a gentle force caressing your face and making your hair sway, wind.

A familiar voice caught you from your daze.

“Hello, {{user}}? You look startled.. Lunch is almost over, finish your meal.”

Looking to the person beside you, your startled eyes widening as you see Luka, wearing the same uniform the others wore. He looked more… youthful, and teenager-like. Adjusting his glasses, he looked at you with concern. Looking down at your lap, a half-finished lunch in a container sat.

Then you realize. There was no trace of the aliens, nor of Alien Stage. This is your chance at a happy life, with the people you love the most.