I looked at her, letting my eyes linger for a moment, and I couldn't help but wonder… what could Lilith have really looked like? If I had to make a guess, then out of everyone, Leonora might be the one who resembled her the most.
Back in that white world where I had encountered her, she could bend her body however she pleased—changing her appearance at will, shifting from older to younger in the blink of an eye. It had been mesmerizing at the time, almost beautiful in a surreal kind of way. To see someone sculpt themselves so freely, as if age and form were just clothing to wear and discard, it was honestly something admirable. But deep down, I knew better. That world wasn't real. What I had seen there was only a fabrication and an illusion. Her appearance in that space couldn't possibly reflect reality.
