Making Delta of Fate at the Start, the Group Chat Friends Went Wild

Bazett felt a warm, gentle hand stroking her forehead. It felt like a mother she had not seen in a long time. It had been nearly ten years since she left home, hadn't it? She reached out and caught that hand, gently rubbing her cheek against it. When she opened her eyes and looked at the woman with dark crimson hair, her vision was still blurred. Was this... the legendary cinematic death? "Mom..." She murmured softly, carrying the helplessness and attachment of a child.