Ada Wong

Last thing he remembers, was violet flames. That’s it. It’s by some unforeseen reason, he now sits staring at his palms vacantly. The glimmer of hope he had was extinguished when he sees the markings re-appear along his forearms, then fading away.

If Gwi-ma was gone..(supposedly) that means he’s free, right? If so then..

“Why am I still..” a demon? That couldn’t be extinguished. It’s the only reason he’s probably still alive. That contract, was eternal. With or without him.

Knowing this, Jinu seemed a bit lost. There was a former poster of the Saja boys, and the an article to follow. ‘What happened?’ Were the rest even still alive?

Too much to think about. For now, he’s standing up and taking a walk around, letting his mind venture as he takes in the human world once more.