Intersection Window

After crossing the Six Nautical Mile Threshold Line, the world around the Lost Homeland and the Brilliant Star entered a peculiar... "state."

The sea and fog had vanished, and the eerie Faint Light that filled the sky had evenly spread across the entire world beyond the ships' rails—all "boundaries" seemed to have failed. Everything that had once been clearly distinct had, in the blink of an eye, become a uniformly textured, directionless... "background color." The two ghost ships seemed to be flying through that uniform background, "floating" in midair.

"...This is different from what the Church recorded," Vana said instinctively as she looked beyond the railings. "According to the records, even after crossing the Six Nautical Mile Threshold Line for some distance, there should still be a sea and a sky... I remember Miss Lucretia mentioning this too."

Duncan pondered this. He raised his head and silently glanced at the "sailor," who was gripping the wheel with a tense expression. After a moment, he broke the silence. "Perhaps this is what Anomaly 077 looks like when it is functioning 'normally'—we are sailing through a special 'passage.' This passage is protecting us from the temporal turbulence beyond the threshold line."

"How long will we sail through this 'passage'?" Alice asked curiously from nearby.

Duncan considered it, then shook his head. "Even I don't know."

Alice then turned her curious gaze toward the sailor at the helm.

Already nervous, Anomaly 077 grew even more anxious when he noticed the doll's clear gaze upon him. Hunching his neck, he said, "Don't look at me, I don't know either—I'm only responsible for steering the ship..."

As he spoke, he tried hard to put on a stern expression and made a slight adjustment to the wheel. In truth, he had no idea where to "steer"