Chapter 437: A Field of Ruins

The dazzling starlight spoke to me, approached me—It had been sitting on the sofa before, yet as it took steps toward me, Agatha felt as if she were gazing upon a colossus defying description. For a brief moment, she even lost the ability to judge size or proportion, her scrambled senses unable to comprehend the dimensions of the room, and that giant formed by converging starlight... nearly suffocated her soul.

But it was just a fleeting illusion. In the next moment, Agatha snapped out of her stupor, realizing her sanity was not affected by any presence in the room. It was as though... she had naturally assimilated into this place.

"I..." She steadied herself, looking at the giant constructed of starlight. She knew she had been persistently staring at the "truth" of this indescribable Being, an act normally akin to suicide, but now that she confirmed she was truly unaffected, her courage swelled, "I didn't expect you to actually still be here, I just came to try my luck..."