Looking at the huge spider phantom covered in colorful fungi clinging to the sky above the Lake of Entropy, Camilla said calmly, "Then… let's start all over again."
With that said, Her body, which was completely made of stars, slowly rose from the filthy throne piled from rot. The concept of wear and tear materialized as She stepped onto the lake, dragging a series of destructive ripples behind Her.
"Could it be that you want to write your existence into the second cause of creation through your past connection with Earth Mother?"
Faced with the sudden turn of events, Beatrice asked with difficulty, as if She was under intense pressure.
The originally impenetrable net of conspiracies in the sky above the Lake of Entropy seemed to have experienced a storm, leaving only damage. Beatrice's will was firmly suppressed by the owner of the land here and She couldn't move at all.
Camilla didn't say anything and continued walking slowly.
