I never speculated that Sol felt that way, to have a slight uproar in her emotions so suddenly. What drove her to do that? Well it was obvious, i saw it in her eyes, she hated what she was put through. Her level of emotion rises everyday yet i still don't get it. She chooses only to burst toward the people that try to help her, but i get that. I get that feeling of forgotten trust, a sketchy trust in which you might not rely on, an insecurity of being forgotten and left behind, never feeling important.

Was i the one to deal with it? Yes. Was i gonna listen to Zera's orders to keep her in there because he and many others don't trust her? No. I'm the Neon Knight for crying out loud, i follow my own orders.

Now with everyone else, it was a tough decision. Nolan was forced to go neutral during this period of time. Zohr didn't really appreciate the ALTER and what they did. Puromelon, out of the past experiences with the ALTER, very hesitantly agreed with Zera, even if they loved each other. Even so, most others would agree or disagree, but mainly going neutral just out of forced negotiations. Nix, however, absolutely hated her. He hated the ALTER too. He was the one RANTING about her isolation this whole time, so what were we to do of it? He spread horrific ideas for her to be tortured like the people that Darka killed. But thankfully, we forced Nix's position back.

At this point, however, Sol's situation became a minority. They didn't really glance at the situaton much, except for Nolan, Myra, and one of Booster's friends, Oblivion. Those three cared for Sol a lot, and wanted to help her, but as i kept on saying, there's not much we could do.

So why was this talked about a lot? For me and those other three, at least? Because i also cared. I didn't want this group to separate all because of a wrongful decision of isolating Sol like that. Even if I'm a solo person, a complete group is better than a distraught one, which was exactly what this group was turning into.

At this point, i wanted to go back to her room. I wanted to spill every bit of apology out of my mind to her. I felt so wrongfully guilty. But even then, i didn't even have the guts to do that.

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All thoughts eventually lost, i couldn't bare it anymore. I turned right back around. "Sol..." I thought silently. Was this love? No. Was this hidden guilt? Very much so. I didn't want to feel it any longer. I phased to her door, and opened it quickly.

But no, just as i speculated... She was gone.
No... No, she couldn't be. I just saw her. She couldn't have left.
"S-Sol..!?" I yelled out, opening the closet door, checking under the bed frantically
"SOL..!!!" I yelled out of grief, but no answer.

My grief overtook me, i slammed my fist into the ground in anger. Not towards her, but to my inability to do anything about her. And from all that, i left the floor damaged in severity.

"Zaiden..!? What's going on!?" Vera yelled, rushing in, and nearly running into me.

I just stood there in frustration, breathing heavily, as Vera stared at me awkwardly.

"Are you alright..? What happened to the floor?" He asked, sounding instantly calm.

I still didn't answer, the context of the area around me didn't tell Vera much either, so he was left in confusion.

"There there, big fluffy boy... You'll be alright..." Vera said, attempting to cheer me up by hugging me very tightly.

I didn't budge, no matter how uncomfortable that hug got, i was too frustrated to think clearly. I thought to myself; "I'm a failure, i separated this group, i had the ability, but i lost it, i couldn't do anything, I'm worthless."

But no, those words... I said them out loud, Vera stopped and let me go.

"Z-Zaiden..? I've never heard you say something like that... What's going on??" Vera asked, sounding worried.

For once, I had opened my thoughts up. Never to my son, never to my newfound love, Sundew, never to anyone else, but to this very Goodra that was concerned for my wellbeing.

"Sol, Vera, she's gone."