I and dream...

I'll miss you so much ... More than I can bear...

I will not – he said, smiling. ...

Are you aware that this is not a situation to make that kind of joke right?

Is not a joke, I will not miss you because I will not be here anymore, I'll be in another place, making new friends, probably very similar to you.

So you will miss me...

No, because I shall already have forgotten you. As painful as it is, you should always keep that in mind, though you remember me, I will not. So you must go on with your life no matter what.

I won't be able to...

Of course you will. You have to. Besides, you're made for great things...

Leave the stupid motivation for comics.Oh, but wait, you know nothing about it.

I know ... What will I do when I have a question about Gambit? And our discussions about Rogue?

You won't need it, because you wouldn't remember them...

I have to go. My father will go for me, and when I come back we'll finish this.

Sure, I will continue with this.

Joia left the room where we were. He closed the door and like a pulse I fell to my knees and began to mourn desperately. I felt my hands and foots where bounds, there was nothing I could do. The worst punishment has fallen over him, just because he had read some books. I couldn't understand in that moment why the Needle had no mercy, after all, yes, he read a lot, but most of the books were about zombies, vampires, lycanthropes and any kind of magical creature you can think of. Nothing too harmful, nothing too suspicious. But after the fastest trial I've ever seen in my entire life, he was found guilty and condemned to death, and on top of that, the worst death of all: familiar death. Is called like that because they are require to go to any jail and there one of the executioners will inject you a substance that will cause you death after three exact hours. And the familiar part, well… They send you back home, so that your family can see you dying slowly. And there's nothing one can do. If you, by any chance, try to do something, you will get "infected" with the substance, and after some time it will be two the deceased. I say is the most horrible, but some people will not agree with me, there are others, alright, but for me, is the worst. Specially because is my best friend the one who will suffer it.
You can say that he could run away, but if he does, all his family, relatives or loved ones will be given the punishment instead of him. Most of them don't do it. But once I heard of a man who did it, and he finished committing suicide when he heard that over fifty people where dead because of him. Joia would never do something like that, and he will never let me take the liquid out of his veins.

I knew this was coming – he told me.

When he came back, I was better… In a way. We finished dividing his belongings and finally, gave them to the poor people. His mom has asked for this, since she said that it would not be possible for her to see any stuff that used to belong to his son.

You will keep all my books; here is a key for the safe.

Right…

As soon as I took the key, he fell down to the floor with a thud.

Are you feeling sleepy? – I said with tears in my eyes

Yes… I'm sorry… I need to…

No need to explain or apologize – my vision started to blur. Three hours had passed.

So long, Sephyr.

So long, Joia.

He inhaled, exhaled and then died, with a smile on his face.