Chapter 120: Garden

I slumped into a pile on the floor. I felt useless. I felt pathetic. I wiped at the tears on my face, but they just kept coming. I had no idea what I was doing, who I was, or what I should do. Juno had wasted her energy on me. I had made a mess of the faction. They were the only people that had been nice to me. I had fucked it all up and had no way to fix it. And Kezia, she was going to die because I couldn't do anything. And all because I couldn't pick a damn name.

I lay there in the dreamscape staring into the nothingness. I was no one. I was nothing. I was worse than the darkness because at least the darkness was something. It was terror; it was fear. I was nothing. I stretched my hands out in front of me, reaching into the nothingness.

I stared at them for a long time. They were my hands. They were not Kira's or Lanie's. They were not scars or tattoos. They were fresh. They already had blood on them, but they were new. They were mine.

I was nothing now, but that didn't mean I