"Not me?" Anon smirked.
He had just proclaimed how easy this mental tribulation was, only for it to create these illusions.
Illusions!
That was all he thought this to be.
Anon, he did not care about these people.
At the very least, not to the degree that they may have previously thought.
In his mind, he found that they thought of themselves too highly.
"This is not me?" Anon repeated Old Lady Su's words again.
Then, he turned around, fixating his gaze at her and Elizabeth.
Then, he turned around again, lifting his gaze towards Catharina who stood higher up, before finally, he glanced to his side, toward Andrew.
There was also Melissa who hid behind Andrew, seemingly scared of Anon.
"You have all only befuddled yourselves and have developed a great many misconceptions." Anon showed a faint smile and continued, "I only ask of you all to utter my name."
