She exuded an enchanting mystique.
Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded around her shoulders, glimmering like moonlight and framing her delicate features.
Sharp, elongated ears peeked out from beneath her tresses.
Her eyes were blanketed by a white cloth, only serving to amplify the allure of her vermilion lips.
Tenebris heard her words and tilted its head.
In fact, it even went on to actively look away from Anon.
Weird.
The Ghost Autarch felt weirded out by this one who whispered under the shade of the World Tree.
This one was well known across the Cosmic Space, said to know all things.
How desirable.
And now this one even said that it could not understand its own Divine World?
Why would this one say such a thing?
It was not surprising that, after claiming that it would never understand its own Heaven, Tenebris looked away from its Heaven and toward the one who whispered.
