Wandering, how long have I been wandering in this dark world?
It's as if I've traversed time, shattered space.
The bizarre warrior clad entirely in crimson ponders, unable to remember where he came from, nor why he's trapped here.
At first, the subspace monsters born here were hostile towards me.
But from some point on, those subspace monsters lost interest in me, and it seemed I became no different from them... rather, I became even stranger and more mysterious.
The Warrior Red Spirit shook his head.
He decided to shake off all those unsettling fragmented memories, for they were no longer important!
Indeed, when that group of people invaded this space, I don't know why, but I could see and hear every word of theirs through the altar, and the combat style of that strange warrior in knight armor, bursting with flames, shocked me greatly!
