Fragment 4

The power that was meant to save the world was gone.

Despite that, hope was still alive. It was a persistent thing after all. As long as the world still went on, hope could never die out.

That held true even in the cycle of endless repetitions.

Without his powers, the worlds were even more dull than before. Same things, same mistakes, same aspirations, and same outcomes.

But eventually, a miracle occurred. He met someone. A certain boy that represented the hope of this world more than anyone else.

It was a chance meeting. A chance meeting between two boys who hated this world at times and yet loved it more than anyone else. And that meeting moved the frozen hands of fate.

The savior was no more. And yet, the world could still be saved.

And a single star in the skies still watched over their fates.