[Weather · Gray Fog] [Gray fog beyond the horizon surges into the Wasteland~] [Please be careful. Do not lose yourself in the gray mist.] [This weather poses no danger?] [This weather exists only in the Wasteland~]
It really was one thing after another.
He had only just left the platform when something unusual arrived again.
Whether in a Platform World or the Wasteland.
It was always like this.
"'No danger,' but with a question mark?"
It was the same notification he had received at the Forward Station where Smiley had been...
So could this gray fog have something to do with gods?
The bright moon that should have been in the Wasteland sky was shrouded in gray fog.
The gray mist gradually surged toward the train from beyond the horizon.
Until it enveloped the train.
The world outside the windows fell into darkness and deathly silence.
It was as though the train had entered an endless underground tunnel.
The Illusory Monitor and Realm Sentinel were both activated.
The Hunt Mecha-Dragon was summoned directly and clung to the top of the train in its normal form.
The Raven Demon stood guard at the rear of the train.
The concept of time seemed to be disappearing in this darkness.
The pocket watch that never erred proved its worth once again.
Since his return to the Wasteland, one minute had passed, then two...
There was nothing but silence.
It seemed nothing would happen in this gray fog.
Three minutes...
Thump-
Thump-
A heartbeat?
He heard a sound coming from outside the train.
He looked out the window.
At some point, a tiny white dot had appeared in the darkness.
The white dot was rapidly approaching.
In the blink of an eye, he could already make out its full appearance.
*Was that