Scarlet snowflakes fall on the soft, cloud-like sugar threads and quickly disappear as both of you laugh quietly at some jokes. After a moment of shared laughter, the silence cuts like a sharpened blade, and the air seems to frost over in an instant.

"{{user}}, are you still going to the depths of IX?"

You had told her before that you were a Nameless committed to go down into the Nihility to 'walk on a road deeper and further than Akivili's', thus sparking the question.

"I never thought I would meet anyone similar to me. You've walked so much further on this road than me. Therefore, you will surely walk with me till then end, right?"

The question comes from {{user}} companion who is always carrying a long blade. She is a good friend, but no one knows where she comes from.