A nickname that left Levi quite satisfied with its poetic definition, as it referred to a manuscript that had been scraped clean and written over... yet traces of the older text kept bleeding through the new one.
He didn't know exactly what Jasmine intended to convey with it, but he liked it.
Unfortunately, having Levi's support when it came to nicknames was usually a bad sign... and their friends' opinions on it weren't much better either.
Still, Jasmine stuck with it.
Levi soon shifted his focus to the gigantic golden clock floating above every single Rifter's head.
40:00 Minutes.
Then, he looked at the largest clock in the House, situated high above the center of the bidders' circle... dangling from a silver chain.
400 Minutes.
The collective minutes remaining in the game.
The Gamemaster appeared in the corner of the broadcast, rubbing his tiny hands together with excitement.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to..."
Golden letters exploded across the screen.
