"Wait—Ngh?!"
Louis screamed in agony as his legs—part of his soul—were ripped away, transforming into beautiful flowers the Gardener tossed into the air, laughing and celebrating his integration into its eternal garden.
In desperation, a massive Ashen Frost icicle materialized, piercing and freezing dozens of Gardeners solid—only for more to emerge. Louis swung Gungnir weakly, its light fading as his soul, too drained for energy, fragmented further.
"Don't…! I am not…!"
He vomited soul essence as the Gardeners tore his body apart piece by piece, planting each fragment as a seed. Every seed bloomed into a beautiful flower with sharp vines—a White Lily.
"Beautiful…"
"I love you."
"Beautiful…"
"I love you."
"Beautiful…"
"I love you."
"Beautiful…"
"I love you."
"Beautiful…"
"I love you."
"Beautiful…"
"I love you."
