Spirit and body become one.

A miraculous phenomenon, the manifestation of a person’s inner strength.

Such union grants an extraordinary power, one that knows no bounds: the Spirit Mode.

Ganeden, Saturday, 12:35

Naomi in a casual dress strolled along the empty streets of Ganeden while mentally recapping the events of the past few days. Naomi felt she wouldn’t be seeing Lied again anytime soon, but oddly enough, no matter how far apart they were from each other, she believed that they were connected by something greater than themselves.

“Your resolve... I wonder if it will suffice before the upcoming storm.”

A black-haired, lilac-eyed man in overcoat popped up behind her.

“Huh? Who are you?” Naomi asked.

“Varius… Martyr’s partner” Varius replied.

“Martyr...? Ah! What’s your relationship with Lied?!”

“Well, we could say we’re responsible for the fate of his adoptive parents, although it was another one of our group that handled the job.”

“Lied’s parents...! Why would you do such a horrible thing?!”

“It was a necessary step to his awakening.”

“’Awakening’? What do you mean?”

The male closed his eyes and shortly after opened them.

“Ask your spirit.”

“What...?”

...

The two were suddenly teleported to a wide, colorless dimension. Naomi recognized right away that this was the place of her dreams.

“It’s your soul. Lied visited his recently” Varius told her.

Naomi looked around, slightly confused. The teenager tilted her head downwards.

“Lied too? So, it wasn’t just a dream...?”

The man strode towards the gigantic tree standing in the middle. Varius watched the tree warily as it deeply intrigued him.

“This… couldn’t be…? Why is it here? Does Zechariah know?” he turned slowly to Naomi “Who are you really?”

“Who am I? My name is...”

“Lilith! Eh…? What did I…” she thought to herself.

Varius found her silence awkward as he was left waiting for an answer. Naomi shook her head back and forth before replying:

“Naomi! That’s my name!”

Varius sighed and went to her afterwards.

“…If it wasn’t for ignorance, destiny could be easily deciphered. In the absence of determinism, the worlds and their people… would fall.”

The male walked through Naomi, followed by a transition to reality.

…

“We’re back!” Naomi said.

They had returned to Ganeden. Varius jumped swiftly into a house window and sat there while an unsettling breeze swirled around them…

“You’re going to listen to a story now” Varius said.

“A story?”

“The story of a man who shed blood in order to go against his fate and those who opposed him. Nachash, also known as ‘the Talking Serpent’.”

“Nachash...”

Knowing he wouldn’t go away, Naomi gathered some patience to listen to him as the name mentioned sounded familiar to her.

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