Beatrice folded her arms and looked at the small plane in the center with a complicated look. "Well, that's it. My home and where I was born and raised, the Ancestral Plane of the Portinari Clan."
Dante stood beside her and held her shoulders gently, giving her some comfort. That look in her eye was enough to tell that she had her best and worst memories here, making her feel bittersweet about it.
The shuttle easily entered the plane shield for the entire floating mass, and Dante was introduced to its inner workings more intimately than before. He saw that it was only made up of one large manor in the center, along with a relatively extravagantly decorated grounds that ended where the plane did.
Looking at it like this, Dante was amazed. This should be the fourth time since he first transmigrated to the Eternal Universe almost 8 months ago that he felt this feeling of wonderment and extreme fantasy once again.
