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Part One - Dream
A nostalgic voice and scent. A lovely light and tenderness. Not a single fragment of anxiety or loneliness, as if he was a young infant again. A very sweet feeling, the feeling of not knowing any loss. Suddenly, his eyes open. Ceiling. Bedroom. Morning. Alone.
He wakes up in the morning and finds himself crying. He stared at his right hand, the hand which just had wiped his tears away. The warm feeling enveloped his body already faded away. After this, silence descended upon the room. It felt a little strange. Although Nero wasn't making it a point to try and explain why there were tears in his eyes. The tears that dampened his eyes have already dried up, along with his dream.
Suddenly his phone vibrates. Someone had messaged him. He took a look at his phone. It was from Prompto, surprisingly, the message was only one short sentence: Come as fast as possible
A sigh escaped. He gets out of his bed and heads for the sink. As he washes his face, he looks into the mirror. An unsatisfied face stares back at him. And while gazing at his own face, "Died..." the word escaped his lips. Peeling his eyes away from the mirror he remembered the demise of the person who was his only family and an unsolved murder case that was classified as an incident. Behind all this, there was one mystery, then another. It was the beginning of an extremely twisted story.