Once, she sealed off her consciousness again, devoting herself entirely to fighting the restraints of the flesh plague, and fell silent for a while.
Then she suddenly opened her eyes.
But the rust-covered Little Refrigerator was nowhere to be seen.
Rain poured endlessly from the sky.
Darkness enveloped everything around her.
She could no longer connect to the Intelligent Brain for all-around perception and positioning as she once had. She could not even turn her field of vision to see her surroundings. In that moment, she felt a piercing cold and loneliness unlike anything she had ever known, as though she had been buried in an icy grave.
She struggled to find that familiar figure.
But he was not there.
Everything seemed to be telling her.
She had finally been abandoned.
Yet an even more terrifying thought filled her consciousness as never before. Perhaps she had not been abandoned, but he...
He had already...
That day.
She endured that torturous night of wind and rain alone. It felt as long as a lifetime. She did not spend that time breaking free of the flesh plague. She did not even know what she was doing. She simply remained there, motionless, the rolling black mist overhead reflected in her eyes.
Waiting was undoubtedly the greatest torment.
But at last.
When the wind and rain stopped, she once again heard the familiar sound of mechanical movement in the distance.
She saw that familiar figure appear.
"I finally got it fully charged after getting struck by lightning a few hundred times-"
He shouted beside her ear as though showing off, waving his spare battery back and forth in front of her with wild excitement. The happy ヾ(◍°∇°◍)ﾉﾞ expression on his screen showed no concern at all for his charred, damaged body.
Silver Fantasy merely