"You're coming from the same world as this thing..."
Eva gave a nod, everything was going smoothly.
"Yes, you get it right. The Players and the invaders came from a same reality... even closer actually."
"Hold on..." Hecate intervened in turn.
Their eyes turned to him, and to their surprise, the young boy was now an old man.
"What the hell is that?"
"I told you my appearance was versatile, punk! But you, the pink girls, if we have all lost our memory from that time, how come you still remember all of this?!"
Their eyes shifted back to Eva, the girl raised her hand to keep control of her audience.
