"Lord, will I die?"
Elsa's voice was hazy, clouded with fear, confusion, and even a trace of longing for release.
Elliot had no answer. He simply watched Elsa quietly, waiting with her for fate's judgment.
A moment later, Elsa died again.
Then came another resurrection.
But this resurrection was slower than any before it.
[Believer Elsa; Ramsey is undergoing Resurrection in Honey.]
Within Moonheart, Elliot suddenly felt a little cramped.
It was not physical crowding. Corpses had long since packed the space around him, and his thoracic cavity was so compressed that he could not breathe. Had this not been a corpse, it would have suffocated outright.
What he felt was a warning from his spirituality.
His spirituality felt "cramped."
Spirituality had no physical sensation. Even if his body were crushed to pulp, it would not feel a thing.
Then this sensation came from...
Elliot slowly raised his head.
"The moon?"
Corpses piled upon corpses, leaving not a single gap around him. The [Honey] that had originally filled Moonheart was being squeezed with nowhere to go.
Suddenly, Elliot narrowed his eyes slightly.
With difficulty, he lowered his head and looked at his hands.
What he controlled was one of Elsa's corpses.
And now, a strange sensation was welling up from every part of his body.
It was... sweetness.
He could feel sweetness.
Across his entire body, every inch of skin and every cell was whispering.
Taste should only have existed on the tongue, but now his entire body was speaking of sweetness.
[Honey] was seeping into his body!
Within Moonheart, already crowded to its limit, the [Honey] had nowhere to go and was actually beginning to merge with Elsa's corpses!
The corpses around him suddenly began giving off a sweet scent!
The honey water saturated every corpse and