When Charles felt the last afterimage of Shanshan vanish from the world, he realized he no longer cared about anything. She had been the only thing he cared about, and now she was gone.
His fierce obsession with the Abyss-Sea was gone. His longing for Anna was gone. And now, even Shanshan was gone. In that instant, his heart became an empty void, and his connection to the world was severed.
"I have come at your wish. Do you want to continue?" A thought materialized in Charles's mind.
Hundreds, then thousands, of sensory organs slowly emerged from Charles's flesh. They "looked" up at the sky, "looked" at 005's true form among the black dandelions that filled the air.
005 tasted of the cloying sweetness of blood, smelled of the sharp, fresh scent of cut metal, and sounded like the crackle of solidifying magma.
All of his senses registered its presence, except for sight, which perceived nothing at all.
