"Lacie…is dead. I killed her."
And in that moment, everything shattered.
"What are you doing?!"
Granting Lacie's final wish…I want to make Lacie happy.
A building full of corpses burns to the ground.
Lacie...
Lacie…
Lacie…
Red-hooded figures run around the city, slashing everyone in sight. The city soon matches the color of their hoods.
DESTROY.
He wonders if that was the reason they chose that color.
Blood splatters. All he can see is red.
"I won't let anyone take away what is mine!"
He doesn't notice that he's crying. It doesn't matter. There are more important things to worry about right now.
"Stop this!"
Black hair… Gilbert. Oswald. His precious friends.
DESTROY EVERYTHING.
Five black winged chains. They're ruining your plans. Oswald is ruining your plans. Why would he do that? I'm just trying to make Lacie happy…
Maybe you should kill him.
"Oswald!"
I'M GOING TO BRING THE WORLD INTO THE ABYSS. You're destroying everything.
It doesn't matter.
Even yourself.
FOR LACIE.
A decapitated head rolls to the floor in front of Jack's feet. He drops to his knees and cradles it to his chest. Hot blood mixes with tears.
Why did you do this?
What have I done?
"Jack!"
He screams and wakes up.
