Fall~

When Worlds Collide - Echoes of a Lost Civilisation

Meet my thing. Meet Fall~.

There is a place for final goodbyes.

To go back to where life seemed to have taken a wrong turn.”

We will meet ourselves again.

The world had long reached its form of perfectism. They had been in a state of static. Variations of static, but nonetheless static. For when change falls upon them Preservation will become Change and bring the world back to Chaos. 

Moon Kingdom Overworld Kingdom Underwater Kingdom Underworld Kingdom

We are falling up. We are falling down.

でも、限界です。

When Worlds Collide - Alpha

All departures are sudden.

We are not ok.

We are all others when looked upon from the right distance - we are numbers compiled of numbers compiled of numbers. Until we were all but uniformity. They were all others.