Sitting on the cold asphalt, tears rolled down Yuji’s cheeks. This once bright, pure and naive boy learned the bitterness of loss too early and too painfully. His body was covered in numerous cuts from which blood was oozing, his eyes seemed empty from a state of despair. He wanted to scream and beat his fists on the ground.

"Die already...why are they...why are they all..."

Mahito took the lives of two people dear to him in front of his own eyes.