“…….”
My mind felt like a vacuum.
His face hardened as he succeeded in interpreting my silence as an affirmative answer.
Thesilid closed his eyes, filling his lungs with a long, deep breath. It was an attempt to absorb the sensations around him.
“It feels like the world’s central axis is slightly off.”
“…….”
“It’s not unfamiliar. When did I last feel something like this?”
“…….”
“I remember. It was when I killed my past self before regressing.”
“……!”
It was a moment befitting a 9th-circle transcendent, a being who had mastered the laws and providence of the world. In a single, straight trajectory, he pierced through to the truth.
The horrific experience of attempting a week-long suicide that wasn’t quite suicide. Naturally, the look in his eyes as he dredged up that memory was far from pleasant.
“You rolled back the world? Why?”
“…….”