"You were dead for twenty years, and many things were happening while you were away."
Noctis had not been expecting an answer to the question he had asked out of bafflement, and he was surprised to hear a strange voice near him when his senses had not detected anyone close to him.
He turned to see a blue-haired woman by his side who was extremely beautiful, but her eyes were filled with irritation and a bit of tiredness.
"You know even when you are dead, you still talk, and the things you say…" the woman shuddered, "What sort of horrors have you seen to twist your mind in this manner?"
Noctis frowned, "You will forgive me for not knowing what my dead body speaks, and who are you?"
"The keeper of your dead body for the last forty years. No need to thank me; you have many things to catch up on. Let's go meet your lord."
Noctis's frown deepened. "I have no lord."
