"Big sister, are you going to tell me stories about your past?" I ask, sitting on her lap while assembling an 8-dimensional cube. The shape is so strange it confuses my eyes—a toy I invented using what I learned from Evangeline.
My sister managed to get free a few hours after my bath and went to take one herself, so now that she's recovered from our 'intimacy,' I want to learn more about my dear big sister.
"Aren't you busy with that weird cube?"
"No, I think I'm starting to solve it. It's not that complex, just hard on my eyes, but I understand the principle." It's like solving a Rubik's Cube blindfolded—difficult, no doubt, even if you know how to solve it easily.
"Pandora, my past in the abyss or my past on that planet as a demon king?"
"Your past as a demon king. I've heard amazing stories about you, but I bet a lot got lost, and I don't even know your motivation—like that time you united all the continents into one big continent."
