The Sea of Tranquility, a lunar mare, a large and dark plain that's located on the Near Side of the Moon. The pure sea where one's home planet reflects. A large expanse of water, stretching as far as the eye can see. Waves crash against one another, creating ripples and tides in its endlessness. Here sleeps the remnants of impure humans' dreams.

Junko watches blankly at the landscape, her eyes focused somewhere behind the horizon. She stares out over its endless expanse with such a blank expression she might have been deadーand to tell the truth, she is.

A divine spirit, or maybe a sagacious spirit, how is she supposed to know? She already purified herself of an identity that is no longer, an identity she no longer desires to seek.

For now, Junko is the embodiment of pure fury. Only bits of her true self remain in that body of uncontrolled wrath, but is it possible for her to demobilize herself and become more than this stuck furious version of herself?

"My mortal enemy, Chang'e," she speaks in a low tone, spouting words that had flowed out so repetitively before, "Are you watching?"