| The facial muscles of the bracelet's owner are asymmetrically scretched. | |
| His mouth is closed, compressed from the weight of anxiety. | |
| As for his black optic sensors, they are casting sparks in the dim luminosity of the room. | |
| An electric storm of thoughts is raging inside them. | |
| For a long moment, his contact with the external environment is broken. | |
| The kind face of his procreator managed to sneak through the unguarded gates of his mind, gradually changing, turning into a frozen mask of illness and horror. | |
| She is not alone. | |
| She has brought along a company of loathsome statues and deformities! | |
| Moments of agony pass before he manages to escape the grasp of the nightmare. | |
| Fortunately, there are more comfortable memories to hold. | |
| His first meeting with | |
| Gaia for example... |