In the vast, empty Umbral Realm, two former gods stared at each other. Nearby, the Magic Net Terminal was still projecting that day's excellent programs, but neither Milmina nor Amun was paying any attention to them anymore.
After a moment of silence, Milmina finally could not help breaking it. "How about... you scratch it?"
Amun's voice became even stranger than before. "Are you serious?"
Milmina stood there for two seconds, strangely at a loss before the situation before her—though she did not have hands or feet to begin with. In all her long memories as a god, she had never encountered anything like this. "Then... shall I scratch it for you?"
"...Considering I've let you use the Magic Net Terminal these past few days..." Amun's voice even began to break up. "It's feeling stranger and stranger..."
"All right." Milmina sighed helplessly and walked toward the holy giant deer. As she went, she casually asked, "I'm suddenly curious—haven't you run into anything like this in the past three thousand years?"
Amun's voice was somewhat muffled. "I have."
"Then how did you deal with it?"
"..."
"All right, I understand."
Milmina came to Amun's side and looked at the former god, who had been firmly nailed to the shattered earth by the Voyager Legacy. This enormous, holy body was pierced through by fragmented metal and crystal structures. The wreckage embedded through its flesh looked horrifying even to a god. Although, considering that gods were life forms somewhere between "spirit" and "matter," such bodily injuries should theoretically no longer cause pain once they had stabilized, Milmina still fell silent at the sight. Amun quickly noticed and could not help asking, "What is it?"
As she reached out, Milmina casually asked, "These injuries look rather frightening... Is it here?"
"A little higher, higher... Ah,