"It's time..."
The moment he opened his eyes, Gray found himself standing in a completely clear world.
Beneath his feet stretched an endless, flat surface of water, yet firm enough that it refused to let him sink, no matter how much weight he put on it.
Above him, the sky was vast and fully blue, so clear it almost hurt to look at, not a single cloud or stain disturbing its purity.
"...Is this Gray's inner world?" he muttered to himself.
Phew~
A strong wind suddenly swept across the open space, brushing harshly against his face and tugging at his clothes.
At the same time, something inside his mind cracked open, and a violent surge of memories flooded in without warning.
Memories… of another life.
Memories of a man called… Dante.
"Ugh…" He grabbed his head tightly, fingers digging into his hair as he tried to hold everything together.
