"Huh?"
Hearing Iris's explanation, Damian's mind released the alarm sirens. Despite hiding most of the details, what Iris said was extremely concerning. For an already faint presence like a 'ghost' to start disappearing…
'Her mind must have been a mess.'
"How could you go thinking like this?!"
Feeling deep apprehension in his heart, Damian couldn't help raising his voice. This was a serious matter, he wasn't sure if scolding was the right way to do it, but he couldn't think of anything else… He wasn't an introvert for no reason.
{It was just too hard to-}
"I know, it's my fault, but didn't I tell you that I will always come back?"
In this Labyrinth, death was merely a concept to Damian. Even his mental problems could be solved by dissociating them from reality.
On the other hand, Iris's mental state was already extremely fragile by the time she landed here. If things continued at this rhythm…