[ Minako had walked out of her apartment building and expected to see a normal building across from her. Instead, the last floor of Tartarus was all she could see; enveloped completely in white, Minako walked up the final steps of the Adamah block and onto “the roof of Tartarus.”
Little did the persona user know that even walking outside the apartment was an illusion.
Minako was on the roof of a building in Hive City — she could see the skyscrapers rip at the dull scarlet of a sinking sun, yet a night sky filled with quivering stars and a ripe, full moon shone above. How could that happen at the same time? It was paradoxical!
And then she heard the click. ]
Huh?! Aigis, what are you doing?
[ She whipped around on her heel to see the illusion of her friend. It was as though she were remembering that day in November when she had been mounted on the cross, a robotic female with a dead look in her cybernetic eyes, all guns pointed towards her heart.
The only change was that she wasn`t being crucified, but that hardly mattered. One of her closest friends was ready to kill her for no reason? ]
Please — no, don`t shoot! You don`t know what you`re doing!
Inside of a dream, when I wake up, we can meet again
Memories of the garden, memories of the school, memories of all of his dear friends. These were what he embraced each and every day to go through each day without a regret. Even if Minato was at peace with his situation, the truth still remained. This body, this shell was as artificial as this world. ‘I want to go back’, ‘I want to live with you‘… The thoughts were always present, but he never let them form into words. Never.
Concealing distant memories in my chest
When the moon appeared painted in green in front of him again, the doubts he thought were eliminated from his heart quickly returned to haunt him. Were he to fight again? Were he to seal a deity again…
Huh?! Aigis, what are you doing? Please — no, don`t shoot! You don`t know what you`re doing!
The girl’s voice reached him before the image of her back could be cast onto his retina. From that moment, the scenery before him shifted irregularly as if the frames of two different reels were being merged together.
“Minako, Minako…” Unable to raise his voice, his calls came out as whispers. As if instinctively, he gripped on his only memento of the real world and raised his hands. He raised them high and covered the girl’s ears.
‘Now you may simply fold your wings and rest in peace
Wrapped in eternal tranquility, love through all eternity’
Now hearing the music from his headphones, perhaps his sister in soul could wake up from her nightmares.