Let’s See Whose Dirty Strategy Will Win In The End

When Thirteen opened his eyes, he found himself staring at the blue moon, which the natives of Solterra called Chandrea.

"A dream?" Thirteen muttered.

Just as the last dregs of sleep were starting to escape his senses, he felt something wet on his cheek, so he used his hand to wipe it.

'Tears?' Thirteen thought as he looked at his wet fingers. 'No. It wasn't a dream.'

He didn't know how it happened, but he managed to meet Callie in a Dream World.

There, he asked her to pass all her memories to him so that he would be able to come up with a plan to counter the people of Artem.

Thirteen recalled everything he had said in that dream and Callie's reaction to his words. 

He could still remember the resigned look on her face as if she had already accepted her fate.

The only thing she wished for was death, for that was the only way for her suffering to end.