"There is..."
Teresa squeezed his small hand, her eyes sparkling with starlight,
"Everyone has the same destination, and that is death, but the place we come from is unique to each of us. If you don't know where you come from, your remaining life will only have that single destination. Conversely, if you know where you come from, you'll often stop and look back... Every time you turn around, what you see will be yourself."
Fisher seemed to somewhat understand but couldn't completely grasp the meaning, and merely asked,
"If I look back, can I see you too?"
"Hmm, maybe..." Teresa smiled slightly and asked, "Do you want to see me?"
"I do."
...
...
Amidst the dust scattered across Saint Nali, Pandora's Illusion slammed Rafael, whose battles were growing increasingly difficult, away. The golden flicker before her eyes connected with the vision of He Weng through the Prosthetic Eye, and she simultaneously asked,
"He Weng, what's going on over there... What are you doing?!!"
