217 217 Six Seasons Sword Dance (2)

Now he is wind, his steps command them.

He is nature, more than just a part of it, but less than a master that can rule over it.

-Swish. Swish.

His mind is one with everything present around him.

-Ooooooooooong!

The white, endless Workplace changes into the land that had been present beneath him from the start of his dance, which was still going on just the same.

[< Worldline has detected the possibility of something unique. >]

[< Data is being collected from the Workplace of ID: Lucifer… >]

The season of death comes to a haunt only after nature realizes its mistakes.

"Per-winter."

A unique time of calmness graces the elements of nature.

"Birth."

Life starts to return, atmosphere becomes just right for the sustenance of life.

The land that was damaged by the rain starts its healing journey.

His steps, which were now the will of nature, became harmonic once again.