Watching the embers and ashes of Todd from another world before him, Malin finally turned around and looked at the old man in front of him. The sadness on Malin's face lessened a bit as he looked at the smiling old man, and Malin eventually let out a long sigh to start the conversation between them.
"Old Francis, long time no see." You know, Old Francis, in this world, you and I can only meet across the grave.
"I'm sorry, to be honest, I have never... seen you in my world." The old man looked at Malin, his mutated head trembling slightly.
"Yes, you haven't, Todd hasn't, Raglof... in the world you were in that was destroyed, I did not exist." At this point, Malin took out a cigarette box from his pocket, lit one for himself, then threw one to the old man.
The old man greedily placed the cigarette under his nose, sniffed it, and then started chewing it.
