Chapter 577 Fitran Embracing Something Unborn
The walls of the amphitheater tremble slowly. Not with a roar, but with a pulse that synchronizes with the heartbeat of humanity.
In this vibration, it seems as if the trapped souls whisper, conveying the buried stories etched in every gentle thud, drawing Fitran's attention to something that transcends physical existence.
As if the unheard voices, amidst the whispers of the wind, softly resonate, greeting the silence that envelops the room. Each note carries fragments of memories, exploring the empty soul space and pressing, filling the void that spills within the heart.
Elyra has fallen asleep, peaceful in her slumber. On the other side, Beelzebub kneels, praying in tranquility to the Void and the Light simultaneously.
But Fitran...
...in his embrace, feels something that is not Elyra.
In these moments, time seems to stand still, presenting a moment when hope and loss blend into one. Shadows of the past dance at the edge of his mind, bringing forth a warm smile that can now only be imagined.
Every second feels trapped between two worlds, the real world and a dimension that can only be touched by the fingers of uncertainty. Anger and longing overflow in his soul, inviting a presence that vibrates at the boundaries of reality.
Resonance of Elyra's Glyph: "Infans Iterata" "The Child That Was Never Written, But Always Repeated in the Heart"