Iida Tensei

The quiet hum of the hospital lights irritated my ears. I was used to loud sounds—the roar of my engines, the shouts of my classmates during practice, the din of the city as I flew through it at full speed. But here, in this white, sterile silence, even my own footsteps seemed too loud. I stopped in front of the intensive care unit door, adjusted my glasses, and took a deep breath.

"You have to be strong. For him. "

The door opened with a slight hiss.

He lay motionless.

My brother— Ingenium . The one who was always faster, stronger, better than me. Now—pale, eyes closed, tangled in wires and tubes. Only the monotonous beep of the heart monitor reminded me that he was still here.

I approached the bed cautiously, clenching my fists. The scars on my arms, left by Stein , ached slightly—as if a reminder of what I'd done. Of what I 'd almost done.

"I shouldn't have taken revenge. I should have saved. "

But then, at that moment… I couldn’t help myself.

I sat down on the chair next to him and said quietly:

• I've come, brother.