For a moment, everything turned white before Diane's eyes. "Where am I?", she stood up to take a look around.
There was no building or person as far as her eyes could see.
Was she dead?
She shook her head in doubt, this didn't feel like either heaven or hell.
"Hello?", there was a familiar voice beside her.
With a quick jolt, she spun around to meet familiar blue eyes. "Azarelle?".
Seeing her face in the light made the fact that she had eye-bags quite undeniable. Although this time, the goddess had come in the form of a small child.
She lowered her waving hand at the girl who was a few feet from her. "Don't worry, you're not dead". She smiled reassuringly.
Diane's eyes roamed around once more. "Is this a dream then".
Azarelle nodded before the look on her face went stern. "I cannot stay with someone who's forgotten who she is".
In confusion, Diane thought out loud. "Stay? I don't quite get you. I'd rather you leave me be".
