Dreams can be such troublesome things. In them he walks through endless possibilities, through timelines that didn't change and hardened him into the man who scared him. He walks through futures where the virus decimated them all. And he travels through time with no anchor. Nothing to hold him to the here and now because Kensei has left him behind to travel on to his own destiny. He watches time unravel around him like his sister's sweater. All he did was pull one string and kept pulling it until there was nothing but brightly colored yarn. He watches the earth live and die over and over and over again, helpless to do anything other than watch. He can't warn them. Can't even cry as he watches the endless cycle. Earth becomes new earth becomes different earth and on and on until his mind screams for sanity and he lurches awake...