Soul starred up at Harmonia—no, his god that stood before him, staring down at the weak and pathetic host that was sprawled on the floor, holding onto Harmonias thighs as if his life depended on it.

A choked sob escaped Soul's coarse lips, threatening to continue if he ever left his guard down. He hesitantly took one of his hands off of the entity in front of him, quickly wiping his eyes before placing it back on as if he would fall into oblivion if he didn't.

Sou—.. Atlas stared back up at Harmonia, beholding him for all his glory before his God slowly faded out of Soul's memory.

It was disgusting of him. Wretched. He can't even remember Harmonia's face. What good is a host if they can't even remember the person that they're fighting for?

{".. please don't leave me here.. not alone.. not again, please.. harmonia? whole, can you.. hear me..?"}

He stammered, watching his tears slowly spill out.

{"..please.. come out.."}