The meaning of "ordinary" had always been vague; most of the time, it needed the prefix "relative."
The Old Capital had already been completely consumed by the Hollows. Compared to that, everyday life in New Eridu could be called ordinary.
New Eridu, never taking its final bow.
Outside Port Elpis, sparse Ether particles leaking from the Hollows drifted through the air. Most could not penetrate the port and eventually sank to the seabed.
The occasional whistle sounded, while the wind carried a heavy mixture of scents.
Only that towering lighthouse stood apart from it all. Anyone standing atop it seemed able to overlook the entirety of New Eridu, becoming a deity above the city.
Yet New Eridu had no gods— even the [Primus] spoken of by the Praise Society was merely an Ethereal born from the Hollows.
"Beep beep..."
"Good morning, Master. The current time is 6:33. Today will be sunny with a light breeze, making it ideal for a stroll through the Outer Ring..."
"Fairy, how many times have I told you not to hack into my phone without permission..."
On a new morning, Wise put on his coat out of habit and planned to head out for a cup of coffee to wake himself up.
"Morning, bro."
There was no way Belle would appear on the second floor at this hour looking neat and presentable—her hair was a mess, and a patch of chip crumbs clung to her T-shirt.
"You stayed up late again?"
"Mm-hm~ I beat your record, bro!!!!"
"Damn it..."
She had stayed awake all night just to beat his game record.
Wise glanced through Belle's open bedroom door. Her glowing screen was still flickering, and the remains of snacks were scattered beside it.
"Hahaha, now I can finally sleep to my heart's content. I'll leave