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When Chris reached the hospital, what he saw was discouraging.
The little goddess that Ivan loved so much was hospitalized, unconscious over the bed, while being wrapped in all sorts of tech so she could live a bit longer.
Ivan was looking at her with melancholy, as he seemed that everything in his life was lost.
"Ivan…"
"Chris…?"
"I…"
"Hah… Isn't it ironic?"
"Huh?"
Ivan looked at Chris with a desperate smile, as if he was slowly turning insane out of grief and frustration.
"You go to war, risking your life all the time, but you never go through any of the pain I do…" said Ivan.
"What?" asked Chris.
"Meanwhile, I decided to stay in here working as a scientist because… I didn't wanted to lose things… I didn't wanted to go through tragedies…" sighed Ivan.
"Ivan, that's…!" muttered Chris.