"So, what else happened in their?"
Titania's voice timbered with the light of the moon slowly reaching inside. The futon was pretty comfortable, but the moonlight shining in made it a bit scenic in its own right. Almost as if a simple instrument had been turned into an experience.
There were plenty things one could only experience at a certain place.
"It was quite weird,"I continued. "I kept walking for what seemed like years once more. There was, of course, nothing but me in there. And then, once I and the past me continued walking some more, we found someone else who looked just like I did."
"Who was it?"
"The future."
I was reciting to Titania about what had gone down the entire time I was transforming into a Demon Lord. She told me that my body was being torn apart from shred to shred, which explained the nerve-ending amount of pain.
"Future you?"
"He knew more about demonization and about Bathym than I did. It couldn't just me a figment of my imagination."
