Realized Dream

Vivet's heart pounded in sync with Ori's sudden move as he swooped out of nowhere and delivered a forceful shoulder shove to Yasuji. The impact sent Yasuji stumbling back, momentarily stunned. Before he could react, Ori grabbed Vivet by her hair and lifted her towards the precipice, demanding Yasuji to toss the dagger over the edge or face dire consequences.

Vivet's eyes widened in a mix of fear and defiance. Yasuji clutched the dagger tightly, unwilling to let it go. But for the sake of his own safety and Vivet's, he reluctantly complied with Ori's command. With a heavy heart, he released his grip on the dagger and watched it plummet into the depths below.

Despite his compliance, Ori's face twisted into a malicious grin as he prepared to send Vivet over the edge. In a desperate attempt to save her, Yasuji lunged forward, his hand outstretched at the last moment. His fingers brushed against hers, but Vivet slowly slipped from his grasp.

As Vivet dangled on the brink of oblivion, she locked eyes with Yasuji one last time. Her gaze was filled with love, trust, and a hint of contentment. With tears streaming down her face, she spoke to Yasuji one last time.

"We made a good team, partner."

With unspoken words echoing in his mind, Yasuji watched helplessly as Vivet plunged into the sea below.

Tears welled up in Yasuji's tear-filled eyes as he witnessed the loss of his friend. He mourned their shattered dreams and the future they would never share together.

Without wasting a moment, Ori swiftly seized Yasuji by the throat, resuming his relentless assault. Tauntingly, he sneered at Yasuji, "Let's see what you can do without your dagger." Lifting Yasuji into the air, Ori's fury unleashed, now determined to end him there and then.

However, in a surprising twist of fate, Yasuji managed to retrieve a tooth fragment from his pocket. Gripping the tooth tightly, he plunged the sharp shard into Ori's neck. Blood spurted from the gaping wound as Ori struggled to breathe, collapsing to his knees in terror. The pointed tooth had also cut Yasuji's hand, but the victory he had snatched out of the jaws of defeat overshadowed the pain.

As Ori's strength waned, the sun began to rise over the horizon, casting its golden rays upon the scene. Taking a deep breath, Yasuji closed his eyes and reopened them, only to find himself lying in a hospital bed. He surveyed his surroundings, his mind reeling in confusion.

According to the nurse, Yasuji had been beaten in an alley and brought to the hospital by the police. As he grappled with what was real and what was a dream, he noticed a bloodstained note scribbled on the nightstand.

The note simply read, "For now." The words sent a chill down Yasuji's spine, confirming that he was no longer on that island, but the constant threat of death looming over his life was enough to drive him mad. The real question now was, what next? He knew no one would believe his story, so with a renewed sense of purpose, Yasuji steeled himself for the challenges that lay ahead.