@TheSomnambulis We are strangers for the moment, but all things familiar were once unknown. Familiarity is a choice, I think, one we make when we let someone stay a little longer in our orbit. Would you allow that of me?
Met bubaran Yaa.
And as they walked in silence, they felt His presence growing stronger with every step—pressing on them like a heavy weight. Then came the wind, carrying with it an eerie voice, chanting:
Lured into the nightmare land, Somnambulis, through my sleep. But with my own faith I, Kaworu Nagisa, wasn't fooled to be trapped in the island to be His offerings and can finally escape in one piece. Soul, body, and mind remains intact.
Mungkin itu saja dari penulis Shin-Ah. Terima kasih untuk semuanya karena sudah bekerja keras dan menemani para guides di sini sampai akhir perjalanan. Jangan lupa untuk istirahat dan semoga kita berjumpa lagi ya di kesempatan lain. Mari kita tutup speech ini dengan drop ini.
Somnambulis now has cease to exist along with the remaining malice soul resides there, at least until 'He' has regained enough power to build a new home for 'His' servants.
— 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐒'𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐄𝐍𝐃.
Realizing they finally meet this place once again, the chamber where ‘He’ would start the ritual to take the soul into ‘His’ body. And in the center of the Altar, they could see Walkers gathered there forming a circle. Their heads were covered with a white cloth.
“We really should do it now!” Death 13 urges Gin, but the other man just replies with a shake. “No, I think we must do it when the chantings begin.”
“... 'You think'?” Shin Ah spatted at Gin, his eyes burning with rage to the Kitsune masked man.
“𝑆𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝, 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐶𝘩𝑖𝑙𝑑. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝘩𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠.”
‘His’ voice luring them to be put to sleep. No one could resist the Devil’s temptation, they fell and finally losing their consciousness.