Annan whispered, "The remaining part... is beyond my 'perception' to comprehend.
"If I'm not mistaken, the rest is for you to tell. Because you are my teammate. That's why the first sub-mission is to find you—because we were originally on the same side."
As Annan spoke.
The building had completely dissolved in the fire, even the ground was melting away.
He and Dark Annan stood back to back in a gray void.
Ripples spread lightly beneath their feet.
"Ah... so you've seen through me after all."
Dark Annan chuckled softly: "Don't you think that if we had teamed up from the start... this nightmare would have been boringly simple?"
This was also the first time she laughed out loud.
In but a brief moment, the image of Annan changed.
The old lady in the wheelchair had turned back into the original Annan without notice.
His long white hair draped over his shoulders, his body bare. The musculature of his firm chest, reminiscent of a growing boy.
