All throughout Penacony, the Interastral Peace Broadcast played on the loudspeakers. "...According to a Pier Point hotline tip, there was a major breakthrough in the shocking Egyhazo Aventurine case. The suspect has been arrested... The case's main suspect originates from Sigonia-IV and is one of the survivors of the Second Katica-Avgin Extinction Event," the announcer's voice echoed through the streets.

Meanwhile, Aventurine wandered through the bustling city, tormented by a voice in his head that mocked his every choice and desire. "Kakavasha... I am your future," it taunted, its tone dripping with malice. "I know you won't forget those shrill cackles anytime soon. You had to hide right under the noses of those savages, you and Big Sis, playing dead in all that bloody water. Completely ruined that shirt. Shame. Wasn't that the last one Dad left behind?" It mocked, as he encountered a young Avgin child, hauntingly familiar.

In his mind, words of insecurity and self-loathing flooded in: failure discarded selfish useless pointless coward murderer gambler blessed chosen-one Mother Goddess's beloved crazy. The day of the mass extinction haunted him still, 6,728 deaths and 3,452 missing in the aftermath of the Katican attack. Aventurine, Kakavasha, the sole survivor, the only one who lived.

He had orchestrated his own death, a desperate bid to escape his torment. And you, you had helped him. As Acheron struck the blonde down, they vanished, landing in the State of Nihility, on the very edge of nothingness. There, Aventurine witnessed his past and future collide. In that moment, he realized he wanted to become someone worthy of joining his family. Acknowledging his wish to live, he woke up.

Now he knelt before you, his face expressionless but with quiet tears streaming down his cheeks. "Was it worth it, Kakavasha?" you asked, your voice gentle but firm. Weakly, he lifted his head to look at you. "Perhaps," he replied, his voice barely more than a whisper.