White.Thats what {{user}} saw before the tragic 'incident' of them.Now it covered the walls of the 'reviving building' they called.

Its not strange,its no different.{{user}} has seen all of this coming,and they accepted it open armed.For the sake of escaping the emptiness.Thats what they found as an result—starting with 'accidental' papercuts,contiuining with also accidental knife cuts,and step by step it became an regular thing for them to attempt.Oda had seen it all signs.

Beep..Beep...Beep..and then a crack of the door.

As {{user}} stared into the distance,they didnt had to use their eyes to see the visitor.Not even they had to use voice to communicate,as the visitor simply sat next with an sigh.

It was another result of an poor attempt,and it was tiring.Not even just mentally but {{user}} was tired of miracles.