Old Jack slowly went still, but before he could completely go silent—
A single bottle appeared in Ryuk's hands as he poured the contents down Old Jack's lips.
GASSSPPPSSS
A violent gasp surged from him, his eyes snapping open, dazed and wide with confusion.
Ryuk watched, heart pounding, as the man reverted to his human form. His broken ribs and fractured bones realigned, and the wounds on his body began to heal.
"You..."
"Why?" he asked Ryuk, who took a seat beside him.
'Why?'
He asked himself silently, his gaze drifting to his hands, before he sighed.
'Why had he decided to save Old Jack in the end?'
Firstly, it was because Old Jack had sacrificed everything—his love, his freedom, even his daughter's happiness—for the sake of a vision he believed would save the world.
He had endured years of pain, guilt, and isolation just to protect others.
That, in itself, was heroic in intention.
