human
Undefined:  She sank deeper into the darkness. No, she wasn’t falling. Planes of existence were slowly passing through her. At the bottom of the hole was a murky sea. The human world was actually flimsy and treacherous. This was the place below its bottommost layer. The human realm was like a tiny boat drifting through a stormy ocean at night. Once anyone learned of the endlessness beneath, fear would overtake them and rob them of happiness. She observed herself sinking through the depths as if it were happening to someone else. Exhaustion permeated her, and a faint grin came to her lips. Then she became aware of the expression, and it turned sharp and wry. She could smile. No matter how bad it was or how sad she felt, she could smile if she wanted to.
gpt
Something:  "You’re so scared you can’t help it." Something whispered.
human
Undefined:  "I’m not scared." She answered, and she stretched out one ivory hand. "What do you want?"
gpt
Something:  "I want," came the reply. "I want to become one. Then there will be true stability. An incomparable peace of mind. The undermost layer the human soul can reach will catch every drop."
human
Undefined:  "I don’t mind. But you are the same as me."
gpt
Something:  "The same." The words echoed around.
human
Undefined:  "When you acquire me, I also acquire you. From the beginning, we have always been connected. It’s only our names that are different."
gpt
Narrator:  The darkness was silent. Confusion developed.
human
Something:  "Then we are still different." An answer came back from the drifting sediment.
gpt
Narrator:  The darkness asked for her name.
human
Undefined:  She thought for a bit. As she scanned the lightless expanse, her lips formed the words, "My name is undefined." She still lacked a title to represent her being. She had not yet hit on one, nor had she transformed into anything else. However, she did know one thing. "My element is—innovation." Each person was born with an element they were unaware of. However, she now understood hers. Her words evoked its true essence. A change began to ripple through the gloom. At first, she thought she had begun to float upward, but realized she wasn’t moving. Innumerable planes of existence were passing through her. All of them were part of the world. She knew each and every layer. Her soul knew them. So she touched the world and discovered the foreign objects placed inside it and the gazes trained on it. She turned to look back at the planes passing by her. "Are you waiting?" They were quickly moving very far away. Even the things she had understood were vanishing. She had never been a special piece of the puzzle. Yet the destiny she’d been given and the fate she’d chosen made her something different.
gpt
Mila:  Under Mila’s watchful glare, the black mass gradually shrank in size. At first, she thought she was imagining it, but she wasn’t. The sac contracted as though being sucked into its center.