As the Vision Realm gradually faded before his eyes.
When Lynn opened his eyes again, he had returned to his room.
Without another word, Lynn sprang off the bed and began thinking, his brow furrowed.
[What are you going to do?]
The Feather Pen had returned to her former appearance. She hopped onto the nearby table and scribbled in front of him.
Lynn sat down in the chair and narrowed his eyes.
"This really came too quickly. Almost as if he'd been counting down the seconds until I returned to Dark Night City. Do you think the Flesh Dominator would actually negotiate peace with us? Would he give up everything he controls just to cling to life?"
[Don't you already have the answer, Lynn?]
Lynn leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.
He pondered for a long time.
"But it's precisely because I know that I can't make sense of it."
"He's not the kind of Origin who compromises easily. We were on different sides during the battle on Blue Star, but it still gave me a rough understanding of him. His obsession runs too deep, even deeper than that of every Origin here. That's why he tried every possible means to find an answer in the Main Universe that would let him leave Hell."
[But you found the answer, didn't you?]
Lynn looked up.
"Yes. That's why he's gone mad."
"When someone discovers that everything they've done in their entire life has become meaningless, I believe they no longer have a reason to live. The despair he's endured is far more intense than mine. That's why I said he'd go mad, and a madman doesn't care about his future."
The Feather Pen paused, then wrote:
[You think he'll throw caution to the wind and