**Prologue**
"It's not too late to change your mind. May I ask again once more, if it's alright to proceed?" the woman, dressed in a white coat, asked sharply.
She stood by the patient's bedside, with a syringe filled with liquid in one hand.
The patient had stopped his breathing, all that was heard was the endless beep of the cardiac device by the bed.
"Yes. As long as Kamina comes back to life, I'll do whatever it takes." Leeron gave a small nod, with a determined look in his eye.
"Very well. If this is what you wish for."
The syringe needle was inserted into the neck, and the liquid swiftly pumped into Kamina's body.
Leeron widened his eyes, fazed by the scene that appeared before him.