I get my font back from Edgar.

I write a different story. A romance novel I write just to numb the pain. A novel that does nothing to advance my goals and has no relation to this series.

Yet, I write it, and I live that fantasy cause it numbs the pain.

"Paying a little visit to Wonderland," a voice chuckles, "aren't we Leo?"

"Shut up," I glare as an apparation of The Jackal appears.

"Easy kid," The Jackal replies, "I just wanna talk."

"What about?" I demand, gripping my pen.

"Your sibling," The Jackal smirks, "K."

"I have that under control," I reply.

"I'm talking how this is effecting you," The Jackal elaborates, "let's be honest. You are NOT OK."

"Worth it," I reply, continuing to write.

"What's her name?" The Jackal looks over my shoulder.

"Who?" I inquire.

"The fake girl in that book who loves you in your little fantasy?" The Jackal inquires.

"It's..." I turn away, "it's not important. She isn't real."

"You wanna write more of her," The Jackal smirks, "don't you? You're addicted to this lie, this fantasy."

"Get to the point," I sigh, unable to deny I am addicted to my fantasy, unable to face my own world anymore, forced to make a new fantasy, return to Wonderland, to numb the pain. I have chosen to write away all my emotion. Writing can numb anything. My fantasy makes everything OK. I just have to keep it on check.

"Want me to make her?" The Jackal asks.

"What?" I inquire, confused.

"In Wonderland," The Jackal replies, "want me to make a character based on her?"

Ashamed, I turn away and reply, "yeah. I guess."

"Damn," The Jackal is shocked by my answer, "that was supposed to be a test but you're serious."

"And why shouldn't I be?" I demand, "I can't save anyone! I'm just a worthless hick and a husk! I don't even know if this is my real face! Writing erases all emotion! I don't care about anything else!"

"Do you wanna return to Wonderland?" The Jackal asks, "I can call the Beast and you can-"

"No," I sigh, "not yet. I'm not dead yet. I'm just... having some issues with a fantasy is all. I'll have to get it under control."

"I'd keep living the lie," The Jackal shrugs, "but I guess living your fully would mean losing K."

"Yeah," I reply, snapping my fingers, calling Gen to me as a mask, "now, Fando has to face Gen, so, if you'll excuse me..."

"Of course Leo," The Jackal replies, "see you in Wonderland."

"Yeah," I sigh.

"One way or another," they finish as they fade.

I feel everyone's auras grow closer. It's time.

I put Gen on my face so he has time to prepare for combat, not that him losing will change anything...