The world was not real.
It did not truly exist in reality and was merely a fictional piece devised by a singular, transcendental entity for the purpose of entertainment.
I could tell just by looking at the twins' expressionless faces that they were concerned.
Recalling what I had done to cheer up Ruti in my memories, I placed a hand on each of the girls' heads as I usually do and spoke in a soft voice.
"Don't worry."
To Sana and Sona, who had no one to rely on but me, that's all I needed to say to ease their hearts.
But, something was strange.
For some reason, the soothing feeling I've been recently experiencing whenever I stroked the twins' heads has changed after having my memories returned.
Slowly, it dissipated, and now, other than the blunt warmth emanating from their bodies, I felt nothing.
"..."
Was it because they were unsettled?
No...
