When I realized, Sieg was in a world without color. In a world where everything is covered in gray, the sense of direction is going crazy.

Where the hell am I, and why am I in a place like this? Surely I should have been with Drossel, Mirandalette, and Hilmes.

I came to a fortified city near the border between the Lapis country and the Ealis Empire, and then... what's going on?

Some of my memories are missing, and as fogged as I tried to remember, I can't remember anything later.

"Dear Hilmes... Miss Miranda... Miss Drossel!

Call the names of the friends you were supposed to be with. But the call was sucked into the gray world, and no one responded to it.

Walk quietly through the gray space with a few voices raised. It's the same gray view everywhere you go and it feels like you're walking in a cloudy sky.

"Guys, where..."

If you're one of us, you're right here.

Suddenly, I heard voices coming from behind me.

On the tip of a quick retrospective, a white cloak flickered hilariously only for a moment at the edge of his sight.

"...... Huh!!?

I don't know what you mean, that's what I was about to hear. The voice turns into a nearby, voiceless scream.

It was a sea of blood on one side and a tremendous number of wrecks that were spreading in front of him. Some of them seem to have breath, reaching into the void to ask for help at times.

In it, I saw Hilmes. My whole body is covered in blood and I can't even move with Pickle if I'm losing my mind.

"Dear Hilmes... Dear Hilmes...! Hilmes!!

I try to rush over by calling Hilmes by his name. Such a terrible injury, if not treated immediately, is life-threatening.

But no matter how much you move your legs, your distance from Hilmes doesn't shrink. The hand I stretched out just scratched the universe mercilessly.

"Why... how could you do this..."

Why do you want to know?

Sieg bites his lips in repentance, and he hears his voice from behind again, as if to flaunt it.

Now it was time to turn to the direction in which his voice was heard, and there stood a person with a white cape and hood hiding his face.

But more than that, Zeke opened his eyes to the person's condition. The white cloak I saw only for a moment earlier was really only part of it, and most of it was red dyed with splashes of blood.

The only mouth I'm glaring at from the hood has a grin, and that creates more heterogeneity or creepiness.

"That's easy."

The cape figure slowly removes the hood while keeping a smile.

It was “Sieg” who emerged from under it. The boy with the two looks of a melon on Sieg is laughing with blood back on his cheek.

'Cause you did it, didn't you?

Two melons of boys came to themselves poking their words in a blatant tone that just spoke the facts lightly.

No, no, no, no!!

With his head, he tries to cast out the words now spoken. But the words linger on my mind forever, stimulating the suspicions that Sieg himself had.

Ambiguous memories, what I was doing in the meantime and why I'm at the heart of a sea of blood...... really......

'No, no!!

Sieg is forced to contain the rising suspicions. I don't do that, I don't hurt my friends...

This... this must be him laughing right in front of you, someone set something up! By feeling so strongly, Sieg manages to calm his heart, which is unstoppable with agitation.

I saw something in the deepest part of the grey darkness covering my eyes. It was one big door that came into view. Someone came inside this view.

It was Drossel. Sieg reaches out to her in a hurry. Don't come here, it's dangerous here, hurry... run!

Zeke's scream never reached Drossel. She stepped inside the room against Sieg's word. And witness the same tragedy that Sieg sees.

"... Huh! Sieg......?

Staring straight at this one, with an incredible look and voice, Drossel called Zeke's name.

The cause of the tragedy was “Sieg," a shock that poked at that reality and hit him in the head with a blunt instrument ran.

What did I do, who was evil, missing memories, bloody “myself," Drossel's words, really... was I the one who caused this misery...? No, this isn't real, it must be a nightmare.

"Mm-hmm. Apparently, people are here."

Siege is solidifying, while the boy in front of Drossel's appearance turns his eyes to Chirali and her.

He doesn't show a rushing sleigh and glances back at Sieg again with a spare cold grin.

"I can't help you for a while, so don't go to sleep now."

The white cloak sways fuzzily, spreading something like a dos black tattoo on the boy's body.

Eventually, when the pattern reached the boy's left eye, the boy's purple eyes stained a disastrous red. The black tattoo also begins to shine light as it responds to it, and something like a black jaw spreads from the boy's feet.

At the moment he touches that pocket, Sieg's consciousness drifts away as if he were dragged by something.

Reaching for the appearance of a distant boy, the boy turned his back on Sieg as if he had lost interest in trying to be small.

"Hey, you've come a long way, Leticiel (...)"

In sinking consciousness, Zeke hears the boy's voice. I felt that voice with an unfamiliar name contained dark emotions somewhere.

Letty...... siel? Who the hell is that about...? Sieg's consciousness melted into darkness, leaving a vague question behind.