Sunny had to die, but he could not allow himself to be killed.
He had to be the one to end his own life...
That was easier said than done, though.
After all, he excelled at staying alive against all odds. His soul was vast and tenacious, while his body was like a fortress. He could endure an incredible amount of punishment and heal at stunning speed. Even if his heart stopped beating for some reason, there was a good chance that he could survive by simply forcing his blood to move on its own.
That was why Sunny had pierced his chest with the dark stiletto… with Serpent. With the slaying blade that embodied Death itself.
His eyes widened as the cold blade pierced his heart. That coldness spread in an instant, permeating his entire being… pulling him down and slowing down his thoughts.
It was cruelly painful, but the pain was overshadowed by the dreadful realization of what he had done.
'I…'
