[SP-F1] Bones of the Past

[Cygnus 0]

Cygnus laid in his bed in his room at the inn, staring up at the ceiling. "Ori... Jin." He whispered. He was thinking back to that night about six months ago, when the police came to his door to inform him that his fiance, Miki had been in a fatal car accident. They had only one thing to show him; a note left on the wreckage of her car, presumably from the one that hit her. It was only three words; "I'm so sorry." It was signed Ori Jin. It was obviously an alias. The coward didn't even use their real name. Cygnus clenched his fists tightly. The apology didn't help then and it really didn't help now. That bastard was still out there, doing god knows what. Getting to live his life in peace while Miki was buried in the ground. The mere thought of it pissed him off. If one knew Cygnus's mind, they might find it strange that this "Ori Jin" was in his thoughts so much, but there was a reason. The previous week, he had heard word of a player that went by that name. He was trying to decide how he would respond to this new information. He had been in the process of burying the tragedy and focusing on this new problem, but the guy who killed his wife potentially being in the game got his gears turning. This could be his chance to finally have his revenge, to actually bury it for good. Assuming this was even the actual guy. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed. He wasn't going to figure anything out here. He decided to go for a walk, if anything to think more about this. Maybe he would find some useful information.