"I feel lonely..."
"Let's climb to the fifth level. Maybe we will find a fragment..."
"The heavens aren't calm anymore..."
"Just kill those who disobey..."
"I was... never alive... Who am I?"
"Another war is going to start..."
"So cold..."
Curled up inside the thick, warm blanket, multiple voices echoed in Riruru's head.
She couldn't decipher many of them, and even when she could grasp some, she had no idea what they were saying.
A chilling familiarity clung to them, as if they were fragments of her own soul, yet so distant, so utterly alien, that they might as well have been voices from the void.
She wanted to reach them, but they were behind an impenetrable wall, so far beyond her reach that she couldn't even tell where.
Riruru's consciousness drifted in and out, and after a long time, she was staring at a glowing fragment amidst inky darkness.
It was quite small, but held a vast amount of divinity, a golden energy that pulsed with a soothing aura she had never seen.
