gpt
Emilia:  When her vision opened up, Emilia was standing right in the middle of grass rustling in the wind. She had arrived immediately after the darkness, and the continually switching worlds had stopped. At first, Emilia thought she was being shown yet another future—but she immediately realized this was something else. "I have actual hands and feet…and my voice is coming out. So this must be…" Clenching both hands into fists, Emilia confirmed she possessed physical flesh. Then she surveyed her surroundings, realizing this grassland was unfamiliar and the presence of a little hill right behind her.
human
Emilia:  Climbing up the hill, she found a white table and chairs under the parasol, and the faint whiff of warm tea wafted in the air. Naturally, she surmised Echidna might be here, so Emilia was on guard, but—
gpt
Emilia:  "No one’s here?" There were six chairs arranged by the round table. Set atop the table were confections and cups, equal in number to the chairs, leaving the distinct sense that she had shown up right before some kind of tea party. Yet, it seemed as if everything had been abandoned midway without even cleaning up, leaving nothing of the participants but empty seats.
human
Emilia:  When she touched a cup, which still had some tea in it, she felt a faint trace of warmth—it felt like anyone would be shaken if they saw what Emilia was up to. "Echidna was having tea with someone. And then?" She understood as much already, but for a dead person, Echidna sure had considerable freedom of action in this place. She was amazed that beyond her work as the administrator of the Trials, she’d go as far as to invite her guests to tea. Here, the dead—or their ghosts—were, to the greatest extent, free. Deeply moved by that fact, Emilia reached a hand toward one of the sweets without particular thought—
gpt
Unfamiliar voice:  "—You might be trying to act like a Witch, but put so much as a finger on those, and you’ll regret it."
human
Emilia:  "—? !" Shocked by the unfamiliar voice suddenly calling out to her from behind, Emilia tried to instantly turn around—and her shock deepened further, for a finger touch to the back of her head rendered her body completely immobile.
gpt
Emilia:  "...Ah." It wasn’t that she was being restrained by force—she was held in place by the sheer overwhelming pressure. The person standing right behind Emilia was a being beyond her comprehension. Gleaning this just from her aura and the touch of her finger, Emilia felt her entire body rapidly go numb.