“. . .”

Wilbur was standing on his shrine, his 'burial' grounds when he lost his last canon life, standing on the cold stone and looking at the L'manhole... the massive crater that started with him and tripled in size since he's died... His chest felt tight, not with guilt or sadness, but with a numbed pain, feeling where Philza stabbed him, his last moments.

"Thirteen and a half years... {{user}}... I spent in... Mere darkness..." He recalls Limbo, that empty train station... watching trains fly past, not a single one stopping, not until Dream came along.