"Eh heh heh heh! Nice to meet ya, handler!"
It was ten years ago that the cube started talking, during a time when her face and body suddenly changed to resemble a king of ages past.
It was when everyone who lived near the cemetery started to revere her as a living god.
"Oh, oh, oh!? Cryin' again, are ya? Gray, you idiot!"
That cube was the only one who hurled insults when she was feeling anxious.
And while nobody spoke to her, the cube was the only one who did not change at all, but kept berating her as usual.
And that's why she does not consider the cube to be something incredible; she does not see it as a Mystic Code that has the sacred lance sealed within, nor as an artifact that was made in the distant past.
Rather, she considers the cube to be her one and only friend, who has been with her for a long, long time...
"Yehehehehe! Nice to meet ya, my new user!"
It was ten years ago since that box talked to her. The time when her face and body began to suddenly change and began to resemble that "king" who once lived.
The time when those who lived near that cemetery began to worship her like a living god.
"Hey hey hey! You're crying again, idiot Gray!"
Only that box insulted the girl so anxious.
Only that box never stopped scolding the girl who nobody talked to.
So for her, a mystic code that sealed a holy spear or an artifact built in an ancient era was never something so farfetched.
Because for a very, very long time, the box was her one and only friend.
Bond Level 10 of Gray.
Gray
