The lucky dead guy

Varian woke up in a daze.

He looked around and saw the familiar blue interior of the spaceship. 

His hologram was displayed in front as Boo seemed to run a diagnosis. 

"Master! What happened?!" Boo rushed in front of him and asked in anxiety. 

Varian opened his mouth but couldn't find any words. 

Except "I'm fine," nothing came out.

"You were unconscious for five minutes. No abnormalities detected. Your brain was under high stress, however." Boo reported. 

Varian slowly stood up and glanced outside. 

His heart ached as he muttered her name. "Sia."

With each dream, his memories of her increased. 

Her laughter, her triumph, her tempers, her tears—an entirely different memory seemed to be created. No. It felt like the memories were returning.

Varian closed his eyes.

He could distinctly and vividly recall holding her in his arms. Her body started to quickly turn cold.