It all happened too fast.
So fast that by the time Lynn reached out to touch that name, it had already turned to dust and vanished before his eyes without warning.
He turned to look at the name Clown was writing over and over through his anguished sobs.
It was as though a gentle breeze had passed.
The writing had already blurred.
The forgetting had begun.
It came even faster than Clown had said it would. In that brief span, every trace of his existence rapidly vanished from the world he had once inhabited.
Lynn raised his head in a daze.
At that moment, he did not even know what to do.
He could only watch as everything about him was swiftly stripped away.
It was like a mortal listening to the countdown of his own life. That immense helplessness engulfed his entire body, and no matter how he struggled or pleaded, he could not stop the countdown from reaching its final end.
The forgetting had begun.
Clown was still sobbing. He kept doggedly writing that name, carving it into his heart and inscribing it on the barriers of System Space.
Over and over.
But the erasure came far faster than he had imagined.
In mere moments, every trace he had inscribed swiftly crumbled to dust beneath his pen, as though it had never existed.
Yet he kept murmuring his name.
He kept fighting that end sweeping toward him like death.
His face was ashen, his heart wracked with agony.
As though desperate to burn that name into his heart, he recited it again and again, trying to keep himself from forgetting.
"Deep Sea Devourer!"
"Deep Sea Devourer!"
Yes, that was his name. He was an honorable war beast of the Endless Sea, loyal to the King's Knight. Through his