The ever fluorescent celestial platform stretched into the infinity, cradling the cosmos with its galactical beauty above it.
On the center of it all, was the radiant traces of the old one, the one and only 'moon' of the universe.
"That moon, it's so bright yet so far away." Hopscotch's conscience appeared to be stabilizing, as she was bathing in the red hue. "Is it even a moon to begin with? What makes us even think that it's a moon?"
"It's better if we just refer to it as the moon," Nagan replied. "Digging any further than this will only guide yourself into madness."
"All of that madness makes me hungry." Bluebell began rubbing her belly. But when she was doing so, the three of them mirrored what she was doing. "Eh?"
"Our soul, mind, and bodies have been mutually shared between the three of us," Hopscotch informed. At the same time, her manner of speaking reminds Nagan greatly. "Huh, so we can do this too, huh."
