Crying and laughing, mixed emotions.
Carter felt he must look like a madman now, quickly raising his right hand to wipe away the disarray on his cheeks.
He knew Felix was always afraid, afraid that after death he would completely disappear, afraid that after leaving he would be utterly forgotten, as if he never existed. This was his fear, and also the nightmare he was trying to escape.
But now—
The whole of Kansas City remembers, they still remember the boy named Felix Gray, standing proudly before the Death God, fighting to the end, using the energy of his life to ignite the Kansas City Chiefs' spirited will.
Even today, Arrowhead Stadium still echoes with his support and cheers.
Red daisies all over the sky and earth blaze fiercely and splendidly, lighting up a corner of the world, guiding them to sprint and struggle all the way, all the way to the edge of the world, seeking the end of time and the universe.
Emotions surged forward.
