It was like a nightmare, a nightmare potent enough to destroy both spirit and body, with thousands of birds wailing and crying, swirling into dark clouds, obscuring all light.
At this moment, Teda awoke from the nightmare, only to realize the nightmare had invaded reality, intertwining with it, transforming into a prelude of despair.
Teda's body trembled as indescribable emotions assaulted his heart. Overwhelmed by emotional turmoil, he found himself unable to think, with only his chest rising and falling as he gulped the nauseating air.
"No... something's not right..."
Teda murmured to himself, lifting his head to find a familiar yet grotesque face close at hand, smiling beautifully yet sinisterly, reaching for his Constant Motion Core.
"Father, will you deny me?"
Alice tempted him, her familiar voice disturbing Teda's mind. The deformed mass of flesh before him vanished, replaced by a figure bathed in dawn's light.
