The black energy that had surrounded their comrade began to fade away. They all waited, but as the black energy faded completely—
Their comrade… had faded out of existence as well.
His Aura, the Golden Energy he released, their connection to him—it all… vanished.
And what was left was…
Silence.
The remaining Light Borns froze, their glowing eyes widened.
"What… what did you do to him…?"
One of them whispered.
Nux, who was staring at his hand, slowly turned to them, and a faint grin appeared on his face.
"Do you finally realize it now…?"
He spoke in a soft, calm, but chilling voice.
"This is not the Afterlife, nor is this the Cycle of Reincarnation—
None of you are dead.
You are very much alive."
He revealed.
"What…?"
The Light Borns stiffened, their auras flickering in disbelief.
Nux's grin widened, twisting into something demonic. His golden eyes burned brighter—but the golden shade in his eyes was different compared to the Light Borns'.
