You see a light, Manaka.
The light that sparkles at the ends of the world that fastens the front and the back.
"What a beautiful light," you said.
The light doesn't respond, it does not move from its place.
"Oi" someone said.
You remember that don't you, Manaka?
That moment you dozed off your consciousness washed away in the rough seas to a different place.
A different place? Where?
It's like the darkness of the universe, the radiance of the final, the swirl of which is in the center of all - like an unfamiliar, lived-in, small, one-room apartment.
"That's not good. Leave this place."
Endlessly deep.
You looked into those blue shining eyes.
Just after that.
Your consciousness and ego came here.
