The world around Flain began to collapse. But not him. He did not become part of the resonance. He became a disturbance. The darkness around him began to swirl, and Flain's smile widened even more.
And then the Absolute Resonance stopped. Its form began to shatter. Not because it was destroyed. But because it couldn't read him. It couldn't assign him a profile.
The Absolute Resonance ceased to exist. It didn't die. It simply removed itself. Like a code that has no meaning. It left Flain standing in the middle of nothing. And then everything vanished.
Flain stood once again on the stone floor. In the wall near the altar, a stone door had appeared, slightly ajar. No one clapped. No one praised him. But a strange calm hung in the air – as if the tower had accepted that he survived what should not have been survivable.
Flain looked up at the ceiling, laughter escaping his mouth. "I won, I won. Heh, what will you do to me now, Defeated Resonance?" he muttered with a laugh.
