'Goodbye, my friend.'
This would be the last, he knew. From everything that started, it had to end. Here. Lost and forgotten. This would just be memories; episodes of the past that brought unbending changes to him. He had no choice but to do this.
As much as it pained him.
Through the darkness of his room, he silently stared at the glowing glass-screen right in front of him. Hr gave a last glance on the web page of almost-filled of red rectangular boxes.
This changed him. This would be the memory. This pained him.
Lastly, this was the sole reason for what everything that had happened. And he had to leave this as if nothing had begun.
Seconds passed, and alas, he pointed the mouse to hyperlinked-text. He landed on a page that for the first time, he had accessed.
There was no looking back. This was it.
It would be the epilogue for the creation-a harmless, but in truth, a dangerous lie.
Without any hesitation, he severed his connections.
His connections.
With her.