The sky returned to its usual appearance once again.
As though that azure sky had never appeared.
He simply stared blankly at the white flower in his hand.
Yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember the figure he had seen in his dream. She seemed to have truly left, taking with her every trace of her presence in his dreams.
But he clearly realized...
A name kept echoing through his consciousness, insistently pressing him to remember, yet he simply could not say it aloud.
He raised his head blankly. A gust of wind swept across his cheeks, bringing a chill to his eyes.
He instinctively raised his hand.
White hair drifted across his fingertips, though he did not know when it had appeared.
Like an immense dream.
When he turned his head.
He saw a white-haired reflection in the muddy puddle.
That unfamiliar yet familiar figure.
In that instant, his mouth suddenly opened wide. Countless emotions that did not belong to him seemed to burst through the sea of his heart all at once, and the pupilless Magic Array spread and blossomed beneath his feet once again.
He suddenly remembered that name...
"Nanako..."
Thud-
The sound of a body falling heavily to the ground.
The wind still howled across the wasteland.
He lay in the mud as raindrops washed over his damaged body. His long white hair, like an immense dream, dissolved into countless points of light and vanished.
As though none of it had ever happened.
And yet.
Why did his face carry such profound sorrow?
Suddenly, it was as though he had forgotten everything again.
He was still Lynn of Wandering Soul Alley. He had gone to Dark Night City, met many friends and family, and found half of his homeland. There was