Logging into Odyssey was the second biggest mistake of Reis's life.
What was the first, then?
Ever using the words 'hair' and 'pull' in the same sentence. And ever learning any of the words he had thought of regarding the Guardian.
The very man, if it was right to say that, who stood behind him, with a height reaching for the sky. Eyes that looked down at Reis from there shone brighter than any star.
It was no human. From the soft glow of the skin to the ink-black strands that flowed, defying gravity, nothing about him was humane;
Reis would rather pull his own hair out than risk losing his fingers, if not his entire existence, by touching those strands way out of his reach. He was an idiot, sure, but not that much of an idiot.
"Hmm?" The tilt of the head made his heart stutter.
This creature, who might as well be called a giant, was actually expecting an answer. But the ant-like human had suddenly forgotten how to form words.
