A dark, murky figure stood in the center of the audience hall.0

“You…!” Elene’s face contorted with anger. The very being that had swallowed her kingdom and driven it to ruin was now in front of her.0

The Tower Master spoke first. “Pleased to meet you. We’d like to have a conversation—are you willing?”0

“What reason is there to talk?” the figure responded.0

It didn’t exactly refuse but seemed unable to grasp why there was any need to converse at all. Its shadowy shape, called Nano, turned its gaze to Elene and Aron.0

“What are you doing? Why do you reject us?” Nano asked them.0

That question, filled with genuine puzzlement, only fueled Elene’s rage. “How can you even ask that? Why would we reject you? Isn’t it obvious? You swallowed us up—you killed us!”0

The Lutein Kingdom’s royal palace had perished without anyone realizing it. Some unknown force from who-knows-where had replaced them all. Elene’s anger was justified.0

Yet, Nano didn’t appear to understand at all. “We made you perfect. Why be upset about that? I don’t see the...0