JAY CADMIUM'S POV:
I don't want to fight anymore.
I was raised to be a dispensable piece of entertainment back on Earth, and even in this new world with a supportive family, all I managed to do was fight and harm others. It's all I've ever been able to accomplish, and it was a cycle of violence that seemed to plague my existence, no matter what my name was.
I met the Elder Wyvern's gaze, staring into the soul of the monster that was impersonating me. It was ironic. A being filled with so much hatred and power was exactly how I perceived myself.
The thing in front of me was nothing less than a flawless mirror of myself, both inside and out. That was the Jay that had stared at me through the mirror in my vision, and the path I had chosen had led me to one final confrontation with my past.
Maybe... if I killed the Jay in front of me... would I be free from all the conflict?