"This world is odd, like that." While Nelliel really didn't speak up that much, preferring to watch others comments and learn from afar, she had noticed a trend. "There are so many who want to return to their world... and yet, if this were to all end tomorrow, those like you and Marona would be stuck, again."

One mans curse, another mans blessing. Nelliel herself wasn't quite sure which camp she sat in; yes, she was given a new lease on life in this oddly colorful world... but back home her friends fought for their lives. "It is lucky, then, that we all ended up here?"