Ding——
The ethereal piano notes infiltrated his consciousness, and his suspended awareness resumed. He began to perceive the surrounding environment.
"You seem quite spirited, seeing you so healthy puts my mind at ease."
(You...)
The moment he spoke, Roland understood this was not real space, but the consciousness space he had experienced several times before. This ambiguous world, constructed purely from spirit, held a Bechstein grand piano before him. Dressed to the nines and greeting him with a smile was the face he could never forget, even in his dreams.
Fear, hatred, disgust, dread... A constant barrage of nightmares tormented him with these negative emotions. Yet, now that the devil of his nightmares stood before him, Roland's heart was filled only with anger.
(You planned on destroying Ymir from the start!)
"Yes."
