Lakma had only recently become part of Adam's inner space. Still, she tried to do everything in her power to help Adam, but… like everyone else, she had reached her limit.
She wasn't the only one at the top of the Evolution Tree, but for some reason she had forgotten that.
Everyone had forgotten about the man whose green eyes were now looking at Lakma with a hint of tenderness and sadness in his gaze.
The man's blue hair fell below his shoulders, and he wore nothing but a loose-fitting black robe lined with white fabric.
His skin was pale, and his features were sharp, yet he didn't look dangerous or threatening, at least not to Lakma.
"You… Who are you…?" Lakma asked again, her eyes trembling.
A strange feeling welled up in her heart at that moment. It seemed to her that the man before her was familiar, that she knew him well, but… she couldn't remember anything.
