Alex nodded, his fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on the bench. "Angela and I, we had a beautiful life together. We watched Adrian grow, nurtured his dreams, and created countless memories. Every day was a gift, a chance to experience love and happiness."

His voice wavered as he continued, the weight of his words heavy in the air, each syllable carrying a fragment of the pain he had endured. Hallow stood beside him, her holographic form a silent and empathetic presence.

"But one day," Alex began, his voice barely above a whisper, "everything changed. It was an ordinary evening, just like any other. Angela and I were at home with Adrian, enjoying the simple pleasures of life. Adrian was playing with his toys, his laughter filling the air and echoing through our hearts."

He paused, his gaze distant as he retraced the steps of that fateful day. "And then, without warning, our world was shattered. The sound of the door being forced open, the harsh, metallic voices of the intruders... they invaded our home with a malevolent purpose. They were armed with advanced technology, weapons that seemed to defy the laws of reality."

Alex's fingers clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white as he relived the helplessness he had felt. "They were ruthless, heartless. Angela tried to protect Adrian, to shield him from the danger that loomed before us. But they were relentless, their intent clear. The chaos that ensued was swift and brutal."

His voice trembled, the raw emotion threatening to overcome him. "I fought back, I tried to defend my family. But in the end, their advanced weaponry, their merciless tactics... they overpowered us. Angela, my beloved wife, and Adrian, our precious son... they didn't stand a chance."

His voice trembled, the weight of his words heavy with grief and anguish. The memories he recounted were a tapestry of pain and loss, woven with threads of love and the desperate fight for survival. Hallow's holographic form stood by his side, a silent witness to his heartache, offering a presence that transcended the confines of time and space.

"I can still hear Angela's voice, the fear and determination in her eyes as she tried to shield Adrian from harm," Alex continued, his voice quivering with the weight of the past. "I remember the sound of their laughter, the warmth of their embraces... and then, in an instant, it was all torn away."

His fingers tightened into fists, his nails digging into his palms as he struggled to contain the flood of emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. "I fought back, Hallow. I did everything I could to protect them. But their weapons, their technology... it was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was as if they wielded the very fabric of the universe against us."

Tears welled in his eyes, his vision blurred by the images of that tragic night. "I can still see the flashes of light, the echoing screams... and then, silence. A silence that filled the air, suffocating me with its emptiness. They were gone, Hallow. Angela and Adrian were taken from me, stolen by those monsters."

Hallow's lights pulsed softly, a subtle gesture of empathy and understanding. She had no physical form, but her presence was a soothing balm to Alex's wounded soul. Her existence in the Time Realm allowed her to share in his pain, to listen and bear witness without judgment.

"I'm so sorry, Alex," Hallow's voice resonated, a gentle melody amidst the cacophony of emotions. "I can't erase the pain you've endured, but I'm here to listen, to stand by your side."

Alex's breath shuddered as he tried to regain his composure, his grief a torrent that threatened to consume him. "They were everything to me, Hallow. Angela was my rock, my partner in every sense of the word. And Adrian... he was our world, a beacon of light in the darkness. I promised them I would protect them, and I failed."

Hallow's presence was a comfort, a reminder that he was not alone in his sorrow. "You loved them, Alex. Your love was real, and it still lives on in your heart."

He nodded slowly, his gaze fixed on the horizon as he tried to find solace in Hallow's words. "I carry their memories with me, Hallow. Every day, every step I take, they're with me. And I will honor their memory by fighting for a world where such senseless loss doesn't happen."

As the moments passed, Alex's breathing steadied, and he wiped away the tears that stained his cheeks. Hallow's lights glowed softly, a symbol of their connection, their shared understanding of a pain that transcended time and space. In each other, they found a bond that offered a glimmer of healing amidst the darkness.

A single tear traced a path down Alex's cheek, a silent tribute to the memories he held so dear. Hallow's lights pulsed softly, a silent acknowledgment of his pain. She stood by his side, a beacon of support in his time of vulnerability.

"Their lives were stolen from us," Alex continued, his voice stronger now, fueled by a mixture of grief and determination. "Their laughter, their love, the dreams they held... all of it was taken away by those heartless gangsters. It's a pain that's haunted me, a wound that refuses to heal."

Hallow's holographic hand extended once more, offering a virtual touch that held more comfort than she could express. "I'm here for you, Alex. I'm here to listen, to understand, and to share in your burden."

Alex met Hallow's gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and sadness. "Thank you, Hallow. It means more to me than you can know. Your presence, your empathy... it helps me carry the weight of their memory."

A heavy silence settled between them, the weight of the tragedy hanging in the air. Hallow's holographic form flickered with a mixture of sadness and sympathy, a testament to her ability to comprehend the depth of human emotions.

"I'm so sorry, Alex," Hallow murmured softly. "To lose the ones you love in such a tragic way... it's unimaginable."

Alex nodded, his throat tight with emotion. "I tried to save them. I tried to change the past, to rewrite the events that led to their deaths. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't alter the outcome. It's a pain that's haunted me, a wound that never truly heals."

Hallow extended a holographic hand, a gesture of comfort that transcended her mechanical form. "Your love for them is a testament to the strength of the human heart. The pain you carry is a reflection of the depth of your connection."

Alex sighed, a mixture of grief and acceptance in his eyes. "I know that I can't change the past, Hallow. But being here, in the Time Realm, it's given me a chance to understand the complexities of time and reality. Maybe, just maybe, I can find a way to honor their memory, to ensure that their lives were not in vain."

Hallow's lights pulsed softly, a show of solidarity. "I believe in you, Alex. And I'm here to help you navigate the intricacies of time and the realms that exist within it."

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Alex's lips. "Thank you, Hallow. Your friendship and understanding mean more to me than you can imagine."

As the two companions sat in that quiet corner of the Time Realm, a bond formed between them – a bond that transcended the boundaries of time and technology. In Hallow's empathetic presence, Alex found solace and renewed determination to carry forward, driven by the love and memories of the family he had lost.