The Song of Kaxilda

Licht was sucked into the bottom of the lake by the vortex and sank all the way.

The nameless creature of the lake waits to devour the dream, filling her body with evil secrets.

Memories were torn apart.

She thought of the day she died, the day she made the promise after being reborn, the day the judgment came, and——

"Case, are you there?"

He was her inescapable destiny.

"Case?"

Licht closed her eyes, but couldn't see the familiar figure.

"Case!"

no respond.

She lost her shadow.

"Case, I'm free..."

Young wings spread out from her back.

A great shadow fell over her, and the gods descended from their eternal sleep.

She is dead, but she is not dead.

Her consciousness was trapped in the body, traveling through the surge of time and space, turning into wind, and rolling up the vortex in the torrent.

She is a bystander.

She looked at the beginning of the world, the origin of time, a chaotic haze, and what was born in the future has not yet appeared.

She looked to the end of the world, time was ending, a cloud of white mist, what had disappeared in the past no longer existed.

No death, no life, no eternity.

Is this the immortal freedom she was given?

Another color quietly mixed into the lifeless emerald green pupils.

Amidst the decaying brilliance, a sigh emanated from the depths of the night-like silent soul.

"Lichter, are you there?"