"Seriously?" Victoria blinked, her crimson eyes wide in disbelief. "You're saying it just… let you in?"
"Definitely," Marcus replied, leaning forward with a slight shrug. "We pretty much walked in, no resistance at all."
Victoria's brows furrowed, her expression twisting into concern. "But why…? I mean, sure, both of us are definitely anomalies—but even that shouldn't be enough to cause such a major divergence."
Marcus tilted his head, a faint chuckle slipping past his lips. "To be honest? I don't really know. My memories are vague at best. And to make things worse…" He tapped his temple with a sigh, "this body is definitely messing with my brain."
He laughed again—light and almost carefree, not really minding what he was saying. After all, to him, it wasn't a burden.
It was a second chance.
Living life anew, instead of being shackled to the version of himself from before…? That wasn't a downside. It was liberation.
