“Adri? Just promise you’ll make it out of here. Okay? I love you... Mom.” The recording stopped, and just like that, my world had shattered.
“So...” the Helper’s voice cut through my memories. I pressed my hand to my cheek, feeling the wetness, and looked over at the blurry, broken form of Deraak in front of me. “We can do this. We can bring him back. We can fix it all.”
“I...” I didn’t say anything else, choked by my emotions, but I held my arm out. The blurry gray form of the Helper crawled out. The moment it touched my skin, everything faded to white.
“Here we are...” My voice and another one, one that I had vaguely heard in Deraak and Athena, echoed in the brightness, the only thing I could feel. “The world has been stopped. We can now do anything with it. So, lady Adriana, what do you wish to do with this world?”
“I...” I tested my voice, before speaking my wish out into the void.
“Then... It will be so.” And color drained back into my world, along with a familiar voice, one that I had waited far too long to hear.