How am I able to put all these thoughts into words?
"What am I?"
The first question left my mouth, I couldn't even process it.
Ylthea smiled, her gaze was patient.
'She' didn't answer immediately, as if allowing me time to gather all my thoughts.
I couldn't hold myself.
I clenched my fists. My mind raced.
I recalled the Essence explosion, the overwhelming surge of power, and then… this place.
"The last thing I remember… I was absorbing an enormous amount of Essence, but then—" I frowned. "What happened to me? How did I end up here?"
I felt my heart pounding.
If this wasn't a dream. If this wasn't some kind of illusion—then where exactly was I?
But that wasn't the only question burning inside me.
I looked up, my voice was quieter this time.
"And you…" My throat tightened. "You vanished from this world. Sera says so. Then… why?"
Ylthea didn't flicker, she was smiling as she listened to each question.
There was more—so much more I needed to understand.
