It's already been three days, and it's just as it used to be, caged away with no-one to go to, except Myra, of course. She understands how i feel, as the others just think I'm still ALTER scum. They think i'm evil, but it wasn't like i had a choice, because what was i gonna do to such authority? To... Darka?

Either way, i didn't have a choice then, nor do i have a choice now. I'm forced to stay in this room, as my food is delivered to me, and the only light comes from the sun. But the sun is not what i desire to see most, it is the midnight moon. It is the midnight sight i wish to see, it is the only thing that makes me feel calm and fulfilled. A sense of pleasure flows through my body under the moon, and i love it.

But what am i supposed to stare at for fourteen hours straight? My room, sitting in its loneliness and dread-like feeling. I was only ever lucky if Myra snuck in here and talked to me, but that happened rarely, since Nix just purely hates me now and is always on guard.

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"Sol..." A voice said outside my bedroom door. It sounded like Zaiden, or FireStone, i never did get their voices separated clearly, since they are now growing surprisingly identical.

"Y-yes?" I silently replied, not even expecting much to happen.
"I need to talk to you." He said, the door knob turning slightly.
I just looked up, watching the hallway lights shine into my room, as both Zaiden AND FireStone came in, followed by Myra as well.
I blinked twice in confusion, but sat up slowly.

"What do you want to talk about, Zaiden?" I said, backing up a bit.
Zaiden sat down on my bed, as FireStone and Myra continued to stand up together.
"Listen, i know you are probably thinking that I'm killing your time with this, but hear me out... I did not intend for this to happen. This, sort of 'captivity'. But apparently, most of the others care more about 'their' safety than yours. I wish i could do something about it, I've tried, but they just won't change their minds. Me, Myra, and my son really want you to be free again, but the limits everyone else wants just won't allow us to do that, so please, forgive me, will you?" Zaiden said, removing his helmet as a sign of respect to me.

I didn't know how to respond, it was a bit too much in such a little time. In one side of my thoughts, i was feeling unique with the way he talked to me, in a bad way of unique. On the other, i wanted to scream at the top of my lungs; "So they never cared..!?", but I'm thankful that i didn't say anything, as i continued to just stare at him awkwardly.

He simply sighed. "Look, i've been in your place before, back when i fought the ALT-".
"Ahem..." Myra interrupted.
"O-oh, right. Sorry... I uh- Forgot that you wanted to forget about THEM." Zaiden said, understanding Myra's interruption.

"Sol..." FireStone said, stepping forwards.
"Even though we can't do much about you, please do not think that we forgot about you, or ever willingly wanted to put you in this position, because even now, I'd do anything to see everyone be equal and at fulfillment." He said, smiling, at the bedside, kneeling down.

I stared at him awkwardly as well, why did they wait till now to address this? As if seeing Darka in that spire wasn't enough, they had to see ME. And even if anything else were to happen, i still feel broken since my soul is bound to Darka's soul, as his soul is frozen in time.

Myra finally sighed, and looked at FireStone.
"I think we should give her more time, hun." She said.
FireStone looked at me for a moment, sighing, and nodding, getting up and walking back to Myra.

Really? I needed more time? As if i hadn't got enough in this 'prison'. No, wait, she was buying me time. I could finally just... Leave. Did i need to be here? No. Did i need to return back to the ALTER world? HECK no. But what i did want to do, is go to a place of where i was happy. But so much would be lost. All the memories, my friends, Nolan, and the only other place that let me live my life aside from being an ALTER.

At this point, i didn't think leaving was the best idea, but staying was just as bad.

"Just listen, all of you." I finally managed to say.
"I'm not a danger to anyone, i never was. And if THEY continue to think that... Then why am i still here? What if i just leave? Since they'd never believe a word that i say anymore. If they so choose to deny my truth that i have ready, then I'll be setting onto a new life. And i don't want to leave you all, but if they continue...
That is the only choice I'll have. Now please, go."

They stood silent, as Zaiden tried to say something, but Myra coughed a little, basically saying to leave me alone, so he did.
They all left, just as i wanted.

I hated being alone, but at the same time, i loved it. And now i could go back to the window, back to watching the moon.
Its lovely glow, it's perfect round shape, it's soothing color, it's alluring space around it, just everything about it made me feel equalized.

Yet this time, the moon glowed even brighter, space seemed to react a little less around it, making it only visible as a translucent sphere.

"That's not right..." I say.
I open my window, letting the breeze blow onto me, i try to get a better view, but it looks the same.
"I must get closer..." I think to myself.

A few simple steps, leading to my freedom. Simple. Simple. Simple. The window opened more, i stepped out slightly, i jumped. A two story fall, but I'm alright. It's worth it for a moon's journey.

There is enough to think about; the dark, yet translucent moon, my own friends pushing my very existence out of their lives as they locked me away.

I forget about it, i don't care anymore.

All this rushed through my mind, as i descend into the night.