Evelyn opened her eyes in her sleep. In front of her was Nash, whose eyes were filled with excitement. "She''s awake! She''s awake!" Nash''s voice echoed throughout the room. Everyone shared in the joy. With the events finally over, Mosley packed his things and prepared to leave.


    He had lost his power as a Crossover Judge and was now just an ordinary immortal man.


    Seeing everyone''s happy faces, Mosley decided not to say goodbye as he did not want to spoil the


    moment.


    Just then, Evelyn suddenly called out to him. "Mosley... where are you going?"


    Everyone then turned to see Mosley nearly at the door.


    He paused,posed himself, and managed a strained smile. He said in a low, somber voice, "Just going out for some fresh air."


    No one thought much of it, but Evelyn sensed Mosley''s deep sadness.


    "Thank you, dear nephew," she said with a yful expression.


    Mosley forced a smile, appreciating her kindness but needing some solitude. He nodded affectionately and walked out the door without another word.


    Xenith followed him. "What are you nning to do next?"


    "I don''t know. The Judge Organization should be dissolved now. I can''t sense the others'' presence. It''s probably for the best," Mosley replied.


    "Interested in-"


    "No, I wouldn''t take your offer even if you paid me. Don''t try to trick me," Mosley interrupted.


    "Then what will you do now?" Xenith asked.


    "Who knows? Maybe wander around," Mosley responded.


    "Heading to Francis''?" Xenith suggested.


    "Him? Hey don''t worry. With my power gone, they shouldn''t be able


    e. The rest... I''ll leave


    Mosley said as they walked


    to the street.


    In the crowd, a figure caught Mosley''s eye.


    The woman resembled someone from his memories. Even without the interference of other souls, why did he still remember her?


    He felt disoriented, but they passed each other in an instant.


    He told himself, "I don''t need to think about these things anymore. I''m Mosley. I''m just an ordinary 18- year-old now. That''s right."


    Mosley kept repeating this in his


    mind as he hurried forward. He crossed the street at thest second before the light changed, feeling like he was finally escaping everything.


    Emerging from the bustling streets, he found himself in an open, empty space. He paused, an inner voice


    urging him not to look back.


    "Excuse


    woman turn voice behind him


    made the


    turn involuntarily. It wase


    from before, her familiar


    face stirring his


    belongs to en.kittent


    "Have we... met before?" she asked, both of them blinking in surprise.


    Mosley shook his head firmly. "You... must be mistaken."


    "C-Could we get to know each other? My name is Lenyra Davenport. And you are..." she asked.


    "Mo-Sterling Wickham," he replied. Sterling was his name before his rebirth, and he no longer wanted to use the codename Mosley.


    "Could I have your contact info?" she asked hesitantly.


    "Why?" he asked.


    "Uh..." Lenyra felt awkward. "Just because..."


    Sterling took her phone and added him as her contact without further words. He then turned and walked away.


    ...


    After this incident...