"Everything is far too coincidental."
Griseo's expression remained unchanged as she calmly looked at Gwen.
"Being vigilant is correct, but Griseo, you seem to have gotten one thing wrong—"
Having decisively chosen a substitute fighter mode—activating the third stage of the Gene Lock to simulate thought—Gwen met Griseo's gaze and said softly:
"The possibility that there is an even greater illusion beyond this one may indeed exist.
However, you seem to have forgotten that the illusion forcing you into endless reincarnation was actually one you prepared for yourself.
Sora, the culprit behind your crash, did not possess that kind of ability...
Would you like me to help you recall what happened back then?"
"..."
Upon hearing Gwen's words, Griseo's little face stiffened as she spotted the blind spot.
And after realizing that, Griseo quickly recognized the evidence that could disprove her theory that this was an even larger illusion—
The voices and appearances of Mobius and the others, which existed only in her memories, as well as the colors that only she could see through her own abilities...
Could this be what Danzhu called outsmarting the air?
The moment that thought surfaced, Griseo's little face turned bright red. She suddenly felt that perhaps remaining in the illusion would have been better...
Griseo's Social Death
Griseo was no stranger to social death.
When Griseo had still been young and her understanding of the world had been unclear, she often said shocking things. Her easily misunderstood words had caused Cosmos social death more than once—
"Cosmos especially likes girls under ten."
"Sorry, I misspoke. I meant girls under twelve."
"Why are you always barefoot? Aren't you cold?"
"Because Cosmos said he likes it better this way."
Although she had been confused back then about why Cosmos always looked so embarrassed, the grown-up