Lynn, too, gazed from afar at the planet glowing with a faint radiance, unable to speak for a long time.
Although he was not the Violet Great Lord, he could feel the love that man had held for this land through his ancient memories. Nearly all of his memories were gathered here.
The Violet Empire, generations of uprisings against the Gods, the Sea King Palace, Winter Spring Valley, and those peaceful days that had been brief yet unforgettable to the Great Lord.
"I never thought there would come a day when I could return here."
Aivier took a deep breath, pulled herself out of her memories, and lifted her head, closing her eyes as she quietly wiped a glistening tear from their corners.
This place held far too many of her memories.
But precisely because of that,
it had also become the place she least wanted to revisit.
When you wandered far from home, you could keep yourself from thinking about it. But once you returned, those long-buried emotions would surge up uncontrollably, filling your heart with sorrow.
"So this is Violet."
Lynn raised his head.
He, too, was filled with emotion.
For a long time, Lynn had yearned to see this ancient world.
But he knew he had not come here to reminisce. If the Dreamwalker was hiding here, she had probably noticed their arrival the instant they Warped over.
Lynn quickly collected himself, adjusted his Monocle, and said with a focused gaze,
"Whatever the case, let's go in and take a look first. Once we've investigated the situation here, we can decide how to proceed."
Aivier came back to herself and glanced sideways.
"In that case, follow me. I'll take you somewhere, though I don't know whether it's still there after all these years."
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