As I stand on the roof, I talk myself into dying and ignore Envy, who is telling me to get down. The horrible killings and accusations made around here. I believe that this whole thing is my fault because my parents are dead, Hughes is dead, Woodson is dead, and Howard is dead. Everyone is dying because of me. If I rid myself from this world, then the people of Central will be safe. I stick out my right foot then fall towards the streets. As I fall, I here Envy yelling out my name. I'll miss the times I've had with him. He made me live life, but my life is hard to fix up. I had my eyes closed while I was falling and before I knew it, my fall was broken by Envy. He stands in the ditch he created with me in his arms. How did he get to the ground before me? Why won't he let me die?
Me: Envy...?
Envy: You're not dying on me that easily, Serenity...
Me: Why? Why must you rescue me, Envy? I feel that I'll get you into trouble as well as my military family...
Envy: What are you saying?
Me: Envy, if I die, everything will be alright. Besides, the world is better off without me. Please let me die...
Envy: I'm not letting you die like this!
Me: But I must...
Envy: Even though you die, the chaos will still stay the same! Everyone will still die. Why are you thinking like this?
Me: My parents...Ishvalan citizens...Hughes...deaths...
Envy: What?
Me: Deaths. The deaths of all these people is all my fault...
Instead of replying to me, Envy carried me back to the hotel room and puts on the military officer disguise just in case if someone from the military were to pop me still in his arms, he goes down the stairs, got to our hotel room, entered, and Envy gently sits me on the sofa. As I think about the future of Central, I begin to bite my nails and shaking my left leg. As I picture, all I can say is that it really isn't going to be pretty. After Envy gives me a glass of water, he asks me...
Envy: Why have you become so psycho?
Me: I'm not becoming psycho. I was having some common sense and if you really want to know what came over me, I just had a nightmare.
Envy: A nightmare?
Me: It was a nightmare about me witnessing the deaths that happened in the present and the past. I saw Hughes dying, Ishvalans dying, and my parents dying. I saw so much blood and corpses in that nightmare. It was too much for me to handle so I thought on this really, really hard, Envy. Since many citizens are dying because of me now, I wanted to save their lives by killing myself. So, I thought of sealing my fate by jumping off the roof.
Envy: So, you wanted to die because you believed that you'll save the lives of innocent people?
Me: Just face it, Envy. Everything is MY fault. My parents died because of me, and so has Hughes, Woodson, and Howard. Why must they die for me?
Envy: You can't die like that. If you're killing yourself, I'm going to be died as well since Father out me in charge of you and like I said, everyone will still die. It doesn't matter if you die or not. Whatever you do or think about, don't ever come to the senses of killing yourself.
Me: Okay...
Envy: I have another question for you...
Me: What is it, Envy?
Envy: Since when did you care for Ishvalans?
Me: I always cared for Ishval and it's people.
Envy: Why?
When he questioned, "why", I go inside the drawer and take out my jacket, which had the only picture of my parents inside. I take the picture out of my pocket and show the picture to Envy. After taking quick glance at it, Envy snatched the picture out of my hands in order to get a closer look.
Envy: Your mother is an Ishvalan!?
Me: Yes, Envy. I'm half Amestrian and half Ishvalan.
Envy: A half and half eh?
Me: Yes. I was told before by Colonel Mustang that my father loved an Ishvalan women and both Ishvalans and Amestrians were telling them that they can't love each other. I'm guessing after the war, they ran away together and made me.
Envy: So that's why?
Me: I'm telling you the truth, Envy...
Envy sighs and is silent for a moment. If hearing that I'm a half and half shocks him, I don't know why or how that hit him hard. By the look on his face, he looks upset. Just to be sure, I asked him...
Me: You're not angry about me being a mix of Amestrian and Ishvalan are you?
Envy: No. Of course not...
Me: Are you sure?
Envy: Yes, Serenity. You don't have to push it...
I stopped questioning him and he tells me...
Envy: I'll be right back.
...and he leaves the hotel room after putting a disguise on. I decided to drop it for now, but the way he felt when he exited the room got me thinking about it again and again. Is there something about Ishvalans that he doesn't like? Or is he nervous about something?