Yu Xunge looked at the little cubes that could not form a cube no matter how they arranged themselves and asked, "Do they have to hold something?"
All the little cubes nodded in unison.
Yu Xunge was in a bind. She did not want to toss in some random items just to fill the space.
Just like the "Game Invasion" illustration made from ten thousand puzzle pieces, every piece carried equal weight, and the picture held an entire world.
This Cube should be the same now. She could sense what was stored inside these cubes-prisoner's whisper.
These were the whispers of all the living beings, of every race, that had echoed through the Prison Cells over three whole epochs.
They even included B80's whispers. It, too, had been imprisoned for three epochs.
The moment the Prison was unlocked and became a world, although the prisoners still were not completely free, it was better than their former lives without a glimpse of daylight.
These were the whispers and blessings of the prisoners' vengeful spirits.
Then whatever the other empty cubes held had to be equal to this prisoner's whisper.
World Sigh moved without a breeze. Blank pages fluttered up and fell, finally stopping at the illustration called Game Invasion.
Within this illustration, several hundred puzzle pieces were particularly special. A tiny wisp of blue flame hid in a corner of each of these pieces, occasionally disappearing and reappearing on the other side.
Would these work?
The will flames buried inside the Order Clock after death.
Beings who could leave Buried Time for only a brief moment each day...
Every one of them was a leader or monarch who had fought in these Exile Grounds until the very end.
Unusual prisoners.
There were more than enough of them to fill the Cube's