"Karina…?"
A name he should not have known, yet had voiced out nonetheless, as if it were second nature.
…As if he had known her for a long time.
There she was, standing before him.
Waiting for him.
Watching him.
The silver-haired woman smiled.
There was a mix of sadness, regret, and longing within that smile.
And above all else… hope.
——You have faced the world's inevitable end.
The countless visions continued collapsing around her.
Entire civilizations burned.
Stars vanished.
Timelines broke apart.
Yet she remained standing.
As though she existed beyond the destruction itself.
Then slowly, she extended her hand toward him.
——But...
Her voice echoed throughout the endless sea of dying possibilities.
The countless timelines continued collapsing around them as entire worlds burned, civilizations vanished, and histories that had once existed were erased as though they had never existed in the first place.
——It must not end like this.
Zen's eyes widened.
