Abraham stared at him in silence for several seconds before finally sitting back down.
"Are you… Nameless?"
In response, Nameless nodded.
"Yes. That is the name others use to refer to me."
Hearing this, Abraham gradually regained his composure.
"So it is merely a title. In that case… what is your true name?"
Abraham asked with curiosity.
Nameless shook his head.
"I do not know. I have no name."
Nameless came from Krat .. a world that possessed no concept of names.
Its inhabitants were designated by numerical sequences, as though they were machines.
"I see…" Abraham murmured, sinking into thought before continuing.
"Tell me, Nameless—
you are the sole survivor of your kind, correct?"
Nameless nodded.
"That is correct."
Abraham decided to dig deeper.
"How did that happen?"
"I foresaw the demons' invasion. I tried to warn my people beforehand, but they did not listen. I alone survived."
Abraham's eyes narrowed.
