Sora patted John, leading him to look into the distance.
In the pitch-black background, a crimson crack suddenly appeared, as if violently torn away, exposing the neatly flowing green data inside. The data quickly turned red and black, and a large amount of mosaic exploded around.
The cracks increased in number and noise.
"What's going on?"
"Your old problem, shh, let me take a look."
Sora curiously extended a hand and waved it twice.
The deformed data instantly became orderly, forming a series of images.
Still the same sofa.
John and Sora sat together.
It felt regretful but still chose to comply, bid John a brief farewell, and completely replaced his identity.
"Whoa, did you see that? It's unbelievable!"
Sora pointed at himself not far away, shaking John frantically, seemingly more excited than the person involved.
John stared at the mosaic-formed images.
