"Long, long ago, when the world had just been formed, the True Origin had not yet been born, life had not yet appeared, and Magic Power had not divided. The concept of 'world' had not even been observed, and the endless chaos nurtured everything like a swaddling cloth..."
Minutes later, inside the Research Institute that had resumed operation, the voice of Molu rang out leisurely from the Fairy Doll. The slightly distorted electronic sound seemed to be processed, adding a certain gravitas to Molu's originally somewhat languid voice.
Sitting by the side of the treatment bed, Emerald Sparrow first remained silent, arms crossed and glancing askance at it, but after waiting several minutes and realizing that the other party had no intention of getting to the point, she couldn't help but droop her eyes and speak:
—"Can I go now?"
"Wait a moment, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Why do none of you young ones have the patience to listen to an elder tell a story?"