[Central Prison - Warehouse]
The pulsing red spreads,
The distant Deep Crimson has partially descended here through a special umbilical cord.
However, this is not a complete descent in the full sense.
This Deep Crimson is too heavy, an instantaneous descent would render the entire universe unbearable, severely damaged, or even directly destroyed.
Once,
Assigned the serial number [6], Mentis, who never abandoned the name "Stocking Killer," made a literary hypothesis.
As a narrator, he viewed the entire universe as a blank sheet of paper. All things, all history could be seen as words on the paper.
Changes occurring in the universe could be seen as additions or modifications of words on the paper; everything was confined to the paper itself.
The distant Deep Crimson, however, was different.
It couldn't be summarized in words; even the vocabulary used to describe gods appeared feeble, mere words couldn't delineate its specific form.
