Klein withdrew his gaze and looked down at his feet. The silent Gray Fog flowed slowly beneath him.
From the outside, it looked exactly like the grayish-white mist behind the "hole" in the Mirror World.
"Could that bizarre Mirror World really be right beneath my feet?"
He muttered under his breath, collected his thoughts, and once again looked through the prayer light representing Cyril.
In that bizarre Mirror World, Cyril lowered his gaze from the sky.
...It seemed there really wasn't much danger here. He could explore the place.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when a rickshaw pulled by a headless corpse suddenly stopped in front of him.
On the rickshaw, a beautiful young woman in a brightly colored qipao, waving a round fan, smiled at him seductively, a smile that stirred desire.
They looked at each other in silence, as if they occupied dimensions that barely overlapped.
After a long while, Cyril suddenly muttered:
"So, here, bodies without heads are at the bottom of society, people with nothing but a spine and a head are the elite, and those with complete bodies are at the top?"
"You could put it that way."
He stared in surprise at the swollen woman on the rickshaw.
"Hmm? You can talk?"
"Uh, I mean, you can see me and communicate with me normally?"
The qipao-clad girl on the rickshaw suddenly smiled with irresistible charm.
"We're facing each other. Why wouldn't you be able to see me?"
Cyril didn't really listen to her answer. For that instant, he was completely captivated by her "beauty."
When he came to his senses, his expression stiffened.
...It seemed this place wasn't merely a projection influenced by the City of Calamity.
Also, "Charm" really was a troublesome ability.
He gathered his thoughts and suppressed the desire