The world shattered around him, being completely destroyed in front of his eyes, like it had never existed, like it was nothing.
...
But Voidpiercer had failed... so how had the world been shattered?
...
It didn't, he was still on the boat... the world that had been shattered was his own.
'What?'
At this moment, he was lost, like a child inside a dark forest trying to get to his sick grandmother. His mind was racing, as his mind was being filled with thoughts, yet none stood out among each other, so in reality, he wasn't thinking of anything.
His mind was like a road that led to a castle, but that road had many paths sprouting from it. So many it was impossible to choose, so in the end, the sheer quantity of possibilities overwhelmed him, and he didn't know what to do.
It was his fault that he could have admitted it if he could still think clearly. But that wasn't the case at the moment.
