"Ugh..." Ary groaned softly as he rubbed his tired eyes. His eyelids felt unusually heavy, but after a few attempts, he successfully opened them, only to discover he was lying in a space bathed in a soothing white light.
"Huh? This place..." Perplexed, Ary scratched his nape while scanning the entirely white surroundings. As he sat with his legs folded, a bewildered expression crossed his face, and he murmured, "Where am I? I can't be dead, can I?"
"No, you're not, dimwit."
"Eh?" A sudden scolding from behind jolted him out of his assumptions. Hastily turning to look, Ary's mouth hung wide open as he recognized two familiar figures trying to survey the area.
"Messiah? Ai? You guys..." Ary's voice carried subtle puzzlement as he got up and approached them. "So, those figures were you two, huh? For a split second, I misunderstood you two as someone else, I guess."
