"Those that have been lost will remain lost. This world—whenever I wake up in this salt-covered forest—is a different one from the previous one."
"…Timelines?!"
"Indeed. It's not a complete rewind."
Niflheim fell silent for a long moment before speaking again.
"Does that mean that… my Tisha… she's…"
"She's gone."
"…Ah."
Louis felt her pain—they were connected. Her sorrow flowed into him, but he had already endured such grief and simply remained silent, meditating while manipulating the fiery energies within his soul.
"Louis…"
"Hm?"
"But do you promise to save the Tisha of this timeline?"
"I will do everything in my power to stop her death—and the deaths of as many as I can, Niflheim. For that, I need your help. Will you cooperate with me?"
"I am merely a Sword Soul Heart Avatar… or that's what I believed. Over time, my form is strangely changing, solidifying. My essence is absorbing the power of your Fantasy Heart."
