[Mission… Failed!]
The glowing red words seared into Logan's mind like a brand.
He had tried everything.
He had used his knowledge of the novel he had written and rushed here, desperate to offer Evelyn the cure. He had reassured her countless times. He had been so certain.
"FUCKKKKKKKKKK!!!"
The roar tore through his throat as the realisation crashed down. He had crafted this world himself. He was supposed to be in control. All he had needed was to retrieve the cheats, and life had flowed smoothly enough that he had never imagined losing anything.
But now…
*The only woman I love…* Logan barely managed to whisper, trying to grasp the shattered fragments as they slipped away.
His eyes were hollow, lifeless, as though the will behind them had simply gone out.
Astra remained silent, absorbing every shade of her master's grief.
The silence stretched, save for Logan's choked sobs and the soft tears tracking down his face.
He was broken. He truly was.
