Emma drew closer, her voice low yet piercing Ethan's conscience: 'If you still believe in justice, don't let him be buried alone in the darkness.' Ethan slowly released his fist, his breathing labored as he began to waver—this deep-seated guilt devoured him like a raging fire.
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Natalie：
I have always loved you, Reverend...
Natalie：
The kind of love that drives you crazy, that makes you feel like you don't belong in this world.
She looked up and gave a smile that was almost satisfied. That suicide note—wasn't set on fire by accident, I lit it myself.
I want you to disconnect from the world. I am the only one who can hear your prayers, your pain, your despair.
You were imprisoned for six years. I was the one who freed you... and I was the one who taught you to hate them.
Natalie：
I forged letters and tricked them all into going to church.
Natalie：
I want you to fall...
Natalie：
Fall as deep as I do.
She leaned close to his ear and whispered: 'This way... you will always belong to me. Be my companion in the abyss.'
The truth is cruel. What path will the priest, who knows the whole truth, take?
It was the six years of darkness in his heart that finally erupted completely— Still on the edge of the abyss, grasping at one's humanity for the last time?
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