"I deeply apologize, Javier Aditi… but I cannot accept your request."
Ciel and I currently occupy her room, a wide place that has the resemblance of a sacred shrine. I have come to realize that this is simply how the Vey'lithar's interior decoration looks.
The soft cushion of the mat is comfortable to my backside, and although the woman seated opposite me is much taller than I am, I feel no overwhelming presence. This is my first time actually meeting a Leviathan since I became one myself.
There's a complex feeling swirling within me as a result, but not one of malice.
It's recognition.
We both know the hidden struggles of this path, as well as the great power we wield. Surely, if there is anyone who would be able to understand me in this world… it would be her.
But, what a disappointing outcome.
Before I could even make my request, she had shut me down.
