“Then, what did you do after that?” a child around the age of seven asked.
The lady telling him the story answered.
"We followed her instructions. We buried every single weapon we used when we were inside that academy. We also buried her beside our friend. From then on, we tried to live like normal people. It's surprising how fast the years have passed. Tomorrow will be her 8th death anniversary." The lady, who was none other than Nathanya, answered.
"Your story was tragic. It's so tragic. It makes me sad." The child said and pouted. Nathanya pinched his cheek slightly.
"Everything happens for a reason. Maybe she was already needed by our creator, that's why." Nathanya answered then smiled.
"Do you regret meeting her?" The kid asked again.
"No. I never regretted meeting her. What I regretted the most is that I was not able to respond to her first and final I love you." Nathanya answered and lowered down her gaze.

"Jake?! Where are you? Come and call Tita Nathanya! The food is ready!" Jade called the child. Turns out the child was the son of Jade from one of the locals in the province. They chose to stay there and Briana and Nathanya were living together, as sisters.
"Yeah mom, coming!" Jake answered and tugged Nathanya with her.
The next morning, Nathanya woke up early to visit the grave of Taylor.
"It's been eight years. How have you been? I am 26 now and you must be 28. I miss you so much." Nathanya talks to the grave of Taylor while she slightly sweeps the leaves away. As she did so, tears started running down her face. Memories keep flashing in front of her, as if everything is on a cinema screen. She smiles as she remembers some happy memories with her. he is somehow happy that she shared some happy times with her. She then took a deep breathe and started humming a song.
"If happy ever after did exist. I would still be holding you like this." Her eyes were closed while singing, as if imagining that Taylor was sitting beside her. She then opened her eyes, got up and cleaned the grave of Lace as well.
"Hi Ate Lace. Sorry for not visiting you often. You are not alone anyway. Ate Venice is with you and I hope that you have reunited with your family out there. I miss you too. Ate Brianna misses you so much too. She always stares at your photo and you re also her lock screen. It's a shame that she was not able to tell you how much she loves you. But I hope you see her out there. Visit her in her dreams sometimes. I know she'll love that." She said as she sweeps and removes the dried grass.
She stayed with her for the whole day and went home when night came. She started typing again and finally, she had reached the epilogue of the story she's working on.
"The sun shines on those who deserve it. Those who used to live using a blade will end up dying because of the blade too. A life for a life, in short. The story of Taylor proves that life can sometimes be unfair. That it can take what it wants. May this story serve as a lesson for others. That if you lived up for revenge, the end will never be good unlike the fairytales we heard when we were kids. We must also keep in mind that fate plays us all. But I am still thankful for bringing me close to her. For making me fall in love with her. Although I am not able to respond to that first and final I love you, I hope that what I made her feel when she was alive be enough to make her know that I love her very much. She's the accident I never regretted happening. Meeting her in this lifetime is the greatest blessing for me. And if one day I'll be able to meet her again, I will never ever let the chance to say I love her to pass in front of me again. I wished we can have our happy ending but unfortunately, the end is too strong and it took the life of the person dear to me. After everything that had happened, after losing almost everyone along the way, I realized that in order to survive, you must sacrifice. I hate the fact that I became just a burden for her. I hate the fact that I am too weak to even protect her. I blamed myself every single day because of what had happened. What if I didn't chose to be weak back then? Will I be at least of any help to her? Did she ever ot mad because of me acting like a baby? . Eight years have passed and I am still into her. I am still in love with her. For eight years, I used to cry and yearn for her. And I don't know when I will be able to let her go. Or will I be able to let her go. This has been Nathanya Faye Lopez, and you have just read the story of BLADE."