"In truth, Mictlan had already become a place much like the Sea of Stars—a world where both the surface and the cosmos were sealed away, where nothing changed. For a Prototype born here, it was terribly stifling. After all, she had never left this place even once." By the lake, Tepeu briefly explained the Prototype's circumstances. Surprisingly, Tepeu, who was usually indifferent toward all manner of events, carried a faint trace of resentment in his voice this time, as though he were standing up for the Prototype because she could not leave.
Tepeu also told the Chaldea group not to take up fighting stances. The Prototype was delicate and easily hurt. Once her spirits sank, they could not count on her for at least three days.
"Hello, Iciquique. I have brought guests from Pan-Human History to meet you. They have some questions for you. Don't be shy—come out. I'll find you soon enough anyway. What you're doing doesn't even count as hiding. There's a saying in Pan-Human History: hiding one's head but showing one's tail. I can already see your tail."
"I can't see it. Tepeu always says such mean things. I just haven't prepared myself mentally yet, that's all. I'll come greet everyone right away, like a Priestess."
A mysterious female voice rang out around them. Then, the surface of the lake before the group began to swell, and a beautiful creature emerged from the water. Though she did not have a human form, Shen Fei's first impression of her was simply that she was beautiful.
"Greetings. It is a pleasure to meet you all. Welcome from faraway Chichen Itza. I am Iciquique, the one who shall witness Mictlan's end from this Lunar Altar. Since I am unfamiliar with worldly matters, I am surely lacking in many ways. Please