Melancholy.
Anger.
Unease.
Pain.
Regret.
Joy.
Such emotions cease to exist in the Void.
Only when truly facing the leadership of the Void, [Twilight Duke], or rather the [Void Emperor], can one comprehend their meaning.
The battle is about to erupt, but the manner of battle, however, is utterly unexpected.
Leoz stands in the hospital corridor, holding a Long Sword, unable to locate where the enemy truly is. The surrounding environment is neither illusion nor tangible, defying all descriptive language.
He can only observe as things unfold, watching people come and go in the hospital. The hospital of the Void appears no different than other Starry Abyss, having doctors and nurses, indiscriminate medical disputes, pharmaceutical agents, and pediatricians overworked to sudden death.
