The soft glow of the moon bathed the rooftop of the hotel in Kagoshima in a serene silver light. Ashiro lay on his back atop the cool concrete, his arms behind his head, staring into the vast night sky. The silence was comforting, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze.
The quiet felt strange to Ashiro. It wasn't like the constant chaos he had been thrust into for as long as he could remember. This peace felt foreign, almost unnerving.
Without turning his gaze from the moon, Ashiro broke the silence in his mind. "Hey… Nexomorph?"
The familiar deep, resonant voice responded, tinged with a hint of surprise. "You're starting a conversation with me? That's new."
Ashiro smirked faintly but kept his tone steady. "Don't get used to it. I just… I've been wondering. How did you come into existence?"
