Ty interlocked his skeletal fingers, cold bone clicking against cold bone after the warmth of the conversation.
His eye sockets deepened as his thoughts swirled through hopes and fears. The distant hum of the corridor lights filled the silence around him.
He glanced at Sogetsu, who stood there, a figure of resolve with a touch of melancholy in his eyes.
There was a world of experience and stories behind those eyes, and for a fleeting moment, Ty felt a kinship with him. They were warriors, bound by a sense of duty that transcended realms.
"I can see why you are viewed as the Hero of your world, Sogetsu," Ty finally broke the silence, his voice carrying a note of respect. "You have a way with words, that's for sure."
Sogetsu gave a slight laugh, a sound that carried both lightness and a hint of sorrow. "I don't know who told you I was a hero," he said, his voice tinged with a humble acceptance of his past. "But I failed to save the people I cared about.
