He closed his eyes as he felt the pat on his shoulder. The picture of hanging upside down, he could almost imagine himself in that position. Looking beyond into the expansive ocean, his dream was very much there. He will save all those who suffer from the unfair justice of this world, no matter how long it takes for him to perfect it.

He looks up at the sky, taking in its raw darkness with hints of small stars peeking in between. Hamuko's voice was so close yet...so far away at the same time.

"But what if you are at the very end of that journey?" He asks the moment he sort of grasps Hamuko's explanation about the tarot. "What if the name of the tarot associated to someone is Death."

He closes his eyes and slumps on his knees. "That's...your archetype. For me."