A month has passed and Flower is a mess. Covered in filth, his pure white feathers now tangled and matted. Clothes are practically rags and the dark circles under his eye are just...egh he was a mess.

His left eye stopped appearing a couple days ago, even if he managed to make it stay it always mutated into multiple or just messed up his entire face so he just gave up on that. Flower held his head, the loud noise of the waterfall wasn't really helping the headache at all. He sighed, at least he finished repairing Eden.

Flower stood up but quickly figured out he got up too fast and was trying not to throw up and fall over. He stumbled a bit, finally finding his balance by leaning against the cave's wall.

The cave wasn't that big; it was just big enough for Flower to make a living space. It was right behind the waterfall, hiding him from the world. He then thought about something.

What would they think? Anxiety scratches at him, desperately telling him to not go back. Telling him that they all hate him and would rather see his dead body than hear him breathe. Logic fought back saying that if Flower was dead then they wouldn't exist at all, they would rather have him alive than anything. Sure Sparta wouldn't care, probably Lilac too. Enkodo...

He hasn't seen her in such a long time so it's a good idea to at least check up on her.

But what happened to Butterfly?