"Hey, do you want to be my Master?"
It was that simple and direct.
Yet it sounded so reassuring. As long as she was by his side, there would be no danger.
That solid back would guard her retreat.
"Wake up."
Could it be him?
If they could meet again, she really wanted to say the words she had never managed to say.
But that was impossible, wasn't it? No one could enter the world's inner side unless they were a Phantasmal Species.
This was not the Age of Gods, not a world where the outer and inner sides existed upon the same scroll.
She opened her eyes.
The red-haired boy was still as sturdy as ever, urging her on with an impatient expression.
"Finally awake?"
When the red-haired boy saw that she had awakened, he finally smiled.
In an instant, multicolored flowers drifted past. Flowers bloomed throughout the hollow, empty inner side of the world. The sky was a brilliant blue, clouds drifted slowly by, and mountains emerged from the darkness.
Was this heaven?
Assassin, according to what he said, was clearly still alive. How had he come here?
"It took me so long to get here, and you're still sleeping in. That's too much."
Was it really him?
And not a dream?
"Even though it's been a long time, you haven't forgotten me, have you?"
She opened her mouth, wanting to smile, but froze.
"No..."
Assassin scratched his head. "But it has been nearly centuries. Human technology has almost recreated the Age of Gods. The inner and outer sides can become one again. That's how I came here and found you. After all this time, it would only be natural if you had forgotten me. Then let me introduce myself again. I never told you my true name,