Soft, muted lighting escape from the chandelier, together with the one escaping from the drapes covering the wide windows, brings upon a gentle embrace in the morning hall.
The room is decorated with flowers that have twisted stems which zigzag around like a snake.
Moreover, the place is ghost-quite, unlike a normal funeral in the modern era, the coffin doesn't have anyone inside it. Not only that, but most of the mourners have joined the deceased... well, it's not like most of them know they lived after the X-You Mountain massacre.
Meanwhile, the remnant souls that still have enough life in them drifted off to possess some Yotram servants, together with those in different mourning halls.
Looking at the people laying cold on the floor in patient clothes, Tsukino's face becomes ghost-pale. Turning her head to the ground, she bites her lips, and clenches her fist.
'A year ago, I wanted to save people. Yet, now, I'm killing them to save myself.'
