[It's okay, Natalia, he's kind of used to you making a fool of yourself at times like this. Her question gets a wry, bitter smile - Asch pauses a moment and shakes a bit of dried blood free of his glove.

Where to begin.]

The only things rescued from our world - Auldrant, and it's the same for anyone else - is our souls. Your body is fake. This maze is fake. Almost everything is layers of illusions over metal frames.