"We walk on the ice surface filled with cracks, struggling forward against the fierce wind and snow dust."
A voice echoed by Eve's ear. She opened her eyes to see the familiar ice field and the dazzling night sky, recalling that this should be Lorenzo's [Gap].
Her consciousness was somewhat hazy, like the remnants of a dream after waking. She vaguely remembered she should have just been confronting someone, but this memory gradually became blurry until it shattered and disappeared.
"What we desire is at the end of this snowstorm, but we ourselves are too heavy, burdened with the baseness and desires of mortality.
The further we advance, the more fragile the ice surface becomes. Each step we take brings countless cracks, and the bone-chilling cold seawater seeping through the crevices makes the entire ice surface precarious, unable to support our weight. It seems that any moment now, we might plunge into the Ice Sea."
