The world became very beautiful.
Yet, the world suddenly seemed too distant.
The world started to warp, as if it were no longer real…
...
"Stop fooling around! I'm thinking."
"Thinking about what?" God didn't laugh. The elf beauty did; she was like a beautiful snake.
"I've been contemplating why, despite certain conclusions, this is so," Delsa pushed the fairy beauty aside, his forehead crinkling up. "There's no such thing as love among elves, because it's as if being together is like your left hand touching your right. Any love sparked in this way would be seen as horrific. But …" He could not understand why the Night Elves still didn't have love.
"Elves can't possibly leave here." The elf beauty was not annoyed by Delsa's indifference. Instead, she sat behind him, combing through his black hair, saying, "We must guard the Space-time Rift. It's one of the pathways from the Demon World to the Aegean Continent."
"Guarding?"
