The 92nd lifetime.
The final one.
After all, the Wheel of Time had lost its power and could no longer turn back time.
Recalling everything again after Jenny stabbed him through the heart with the Sword of Serenity, Skyler asked softly.
"What do you want me to accept?"
In the vast world, frozen like a still image around the two of them, only Max heard his soft whisper. His golden eyes shook as the last trace of color vanished from his face.
Max staggered backward, as though the words themselves had struck him harder than any attack ever could. His breathing turned ragged as he stared at the kneeling man looking at him, then started shouting at Skyler at the top of his lungs, his hoarse voice filled with fury, agony, and despair.
"You still don't want to stop?!"
"Why? Why? Why?!"
"Why are you so stubborn?!"
"You've already come so far!"
Skyler's eyes suddenly crinkled. The blue hue returning to his pupils grew brighter.
