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It’s heartbreaking how Pangi and Ros's stories mirror each other now that they've both been consumed by grief, yet they diverge in such stark ways. Pangi, has finally embraced the violence he once held back from, while Ros, who has always struggled with direction, finally made the hardest choice of their life—to walk away.
Both were deeply loyal and gave everything. Yet neither could save the ones they loved most and now are completely untethered. Pangi has bloodshed as his outlet, a path fueled by rage and loss. But Ros? She is stepping into the unknown, without the faction that once defined them. And in some ways, that uncertainty is even more terrifying.
It’s tragic, yet poetic—one turns to bloodshed, the other to solitude. Pangi has fury to guide him, but Ros- Ros walks a path with no map