~Babil, 6115 a.d. Day 172~
On the eighth floor of Babil.
"Human," Valentine called.
Lied appeared nearby, still not used to his new form.
Valentine folded her arms and faced forward, faced with a gruesome scene. There was one dead body lying on the ground. reddish-brown coloured centipedes were crawling in and out of the corpse, eating on the insides of the dead human. Blood remained dried on the ground and walls, leaving a stench so pungent even Valentine did not approve. What looked like chunks of flesh and bone stuck to the wall messily.
"What happened here?" Lied asked, getting closer.
Since Lied was only an image, he found that he was incapable of smelling anything. Due to the mental fortitude of Valentine's mind, he was also incapable of tapping into his own body's senses. Valentine replied, "My intention was to ask you."
She pointed at a weapon that lay next to the corpse.
