"Ugh…" Noah suddenly grabbed his head, and leaned back on the dragon's back as it flew with incredible speed. The inside of Noah's eyes were now returning to normal, and the iris was slowly forming back once again, with the white colour appearing once again.
"It's time huh…" Noah whispered softly and closed his eyes as he laid down on the dragon's black.
"Noah, I hope that the merge is successful," Noah said to himself in a hushed tone. "For the safety of both of us…"
And as soon as he finished his words, Noah felt as though the world around him began to dissolve into liquid and mix together amongst themselves, as though it were made up of paint.
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'... paint?' Noah thought to himself. He remembered saying the word 'paint' inside his mind.
But for some reason, it felt…. different. As though it wasn't actually him that said it.
