When Aren opened his eyes again, there was no human figure before him. Instead, a humanoid being draped entirely in white stood silently.
The White God: Kōrin Ryo.
Ryo slowly raised his arms.
"This will be your end, little insect."
He tilted his head toward the sky and took a deep breath.
"The time without you has rotted me, turned me into someone else. Yet every road I take still leads to you…
and none of them have you waiting at the end.
Like that last forgotten flower atop the snowy peaks… bloom again with me now."
Aren gave Ryo a strange look, unable to understand the meaning of his words. Internally, he thought, What is this glowing piece of meat even talking about?
In the sky, white orbs of light began to appear. These orbs, resembling snowflakes, slowly drifted down. People on the streets looked up in awe. One of the children shouted joyfully, "It's snowing!"
