16:05:27.
Inside the black box of consciousness, the black energy stopped chasing the white and began to consume space itself.
It gnawed out a void chasm, isolating the infinite space outside, forming a finite cage. Then, it devoured inward layer by layer until the white energy was trapped at a single, final point.
The little girl was indeed skilled at playing chase, she was like the most agile fish in the sea, undeterred by ferocious teeth or gigantic filters, always managing to wriggle through the crevices of chaotic currents.
But now, the Hunter had drained the entire ocean dry.
There, in the last puddle, left, right, front, and back were all inscribed with death.
In her suffocation, she moaned: "You... don't understand games at all..."
