Far beyond the material world...
Leviathan was laughing.
His laughter echoed throughout the darkness of his dimension, bouncing between the countless black structures that floated within the endless void.
"Hehehehehe..."
The ruler of Envy raised his hand.
Two fingers were missing.
The wounds had not healed.
That alone was remarkable.
Normally, an injury like this would have disappeared almost immediately. His existence was far beyond anything that could be considered mortal, and regeneration was as natural to him as breathing.
Yet this time...
The wound remained.
The connection Nero had severed had damaged something deeper than flesh.
Leviathan examined the injury with fascination.
"It will take some time."
He wasn't angry.
Quite the opposite.
He was delighted.
Someone had actually injured him.
Someone had interfered with his connection despite being separated from him by an impossible distance.
Someone had seen something that should never have been visible.
