Elias Ayla POV:
It is dark.
It is cold.
It is hot.
I can breathe, and yet at the same time, I can't.
I fear this darkness, and yet at the same time, I am embracing it as it is doing so to my body.
My body?
Gu-Gurgle.
Hmm, this feels nostalgic, like that time...
That time?
When did I feel such a thing, I wonder?
I can't remember, can I remember?
Do I have a memory? How am I thinking...?
Hmm, now this sure is complex... I guess I'll sleep my worries away.
Huh, what's happening?!
I felt my body rushing, ascending with an immense speed and then stopping in place.
"Ah?" I sighed, hearing my voice after what felt like an eternity.
Shaking my head to the right and left I muttered, "Huh, where in the hell am I?" What stretched in front of my temples was a parcel of white ground while the atmosphere seemed to be filled with purple-into-white surges of mana currents flowing everywhere in this space.
I then began walking aimlessly.
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