[@UnknownScarlet4]

The Mysts came to a halt. The Liar... or rather, it's phantom... was gone.

Feeling diminished, it let itself drift downwards to the ground. Why did it feel so... so tired? It had not felt mortal desires for centuries... but perhaps that was the price it was paying for leaving the space between.

It focused its attention on the ink-demon with the smiling face. [color=007236]"Thank[/color] [color=fff200]you...[/color] [color=2e3192]I[/color] [color=f49ac2]cannot[/color] [color=ed1c24]say[/color] [color=007236]whether[/color] [color=fff200]or[/color] [color=2e3192]not[/color] [color=f49ac2]my[/color] [color=ed1c24]abilities[/color] [color=007236]would[/color] [color=fff200]sustain[/color] [color=2e3192]me[/color] [color=f49ac2]long[/color] [color=ed1c24]enough[/color] [color=007236]to[/color] [color=fff200]continue[/color] [color=2e3192]the[/color] [color=f49ac2]chase...[/color] [color=ed1c24]But,[/color] [color=007236]the[/color] [color=fff200]physical[/color] [color=2e3192]realm[/color] [color=f49ac2]is[/color] [color=ed1c24]so[/color] [color=007236]very[/color] [color=fff200]different[/color] [color=2e3192]from[/color] [color=f49ac2]when[/color] [color=ed1c24]I[/color] [color=007236]left."[/color] Its color began to drain away. [color=fff79a]"Your[/color] [color=8882be]name[/color] [color=ffe4e1]is[/color] [color=f7976a]Ben,[/color] [color=82ca9d]correct?"[/color]