The parallel world's La Ville Lumière is what I will call Lysimork from now on. It holds no other resemblance with Paris except the amount of light decorating it at night, but how bright it is despite in the middle of an absolute darkness makes it worthy of the title.
Unlike any other Cursed Creations or simply Demons, I appreciate beauty due to being a former human. I can be captivated by nature's beauty because I know how to appreciate it.
Of course, I am not as easily captivated as a moth to fire. I am still aware of my surrounding even though I am currently appreciating the view; therefore, I can stop Vibiane from touching my Essence Peach.
"Kuuuum... Huuum! Nnnn!"
She speaks gibberish the moment I grab her face, but I can't care less to decipher what she says. She was trying to steal what belongs to me—Luxia, to be exact—and she is lucky I don't throw her out of the window.
"Are those two always lively like this?" I hear Haletha speak.
