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Until, at last... a seam split open, and something that should have been Pwie stepped through.

The figure standing before us was colossal and august, with the majestic presence of a deity... or a king... that the Rouges had always claimed would be born.

.......

You... still remained beside me...

... You have changed, Pwie. Was your sleep... peaceful?

It was. And in that peaceful slumber... I dreamed.

Well, that's a relief. They say kids grow like weeds, but... you've grown enough that I nearly need an reintroduction.

<No kidding... They really shot up.>

... In my dream, I finally learned to speak my true name.

The name that had always caught in my throat before it could be uttered.

"Buffet" - that name should suffice.

... It seems that, as you had not matured yet, only the first syllable of "Buffet" could pass your lips - hence, "Pwie."

Huh... Anyways, good for you! You're a bit too grown-up for a nickname that cute now.

.......

We will now search for the escalator leading to 6F.

Buffet. What... will you do from now on?

I...

I am a being kneaded from the desires of all who are starving.

Hunger and thirst gnawed at me even before I was born.

But... they were never mine.

Every thread that forms me... was spun from a wish born of someone else's hunger. Or shall I say... the dream of others?

I was woven from that bottomless hunger.

... This location is a restaurant.

A meal should be served to sate your hunger... if you take a seat and wait.

... No. No meal can fill this hollow stomach...

... because there will be no end to this hunger.

So... there will be no more waiting. No order of service or full-course meal to be observed either.

<.......>

... Join me. You won't have to climb up anymore.

We can all stay here and never stop filling ourselves. We'll leave no room for thirst to bloom. We won't need to yearn for distant places upstairs.

What do you mean...?