'W-What is this...? W-Why does this voice... sound so familiar...?'
True Void did not understand why he could hear the silhouette's voice in the mirror. Apart from that, the voice was familiar. Where did he hear it before? Why was he the only one that could listen to it?
RETURN TO ME....
'...I...'
...I... HAVE WAITED... FAR TOO LONG...
'...'
True Void's body started to move as if in a trance. As the voice only he could hear filled his ears, something within him stirred, and it intensified with each passing moment.
..iiir!
YES... THAT IS RIGHT.... COME...
True Void was far from the mirror, making it unsurprising if he encountered disruptions on his way. Meanwhile, everyone else present— including the shield-wielding automatons guarding The Emperor, The Emperor's companion and Ruin, the armored female mage, the winged automatons, and even Cyneah— was preoccupied and appeared to have overlooked True Void's presence.
No.
