The illusion of Laevatain suddenly appears in the room and doubts if Laevatain could ever find her raison d'être from her memories.

Awww, poor Endmin, forced to tag along with your shenanigans.

After all this diving in the Protocol Space, you still ended up with nothing.

Don't you understand, Laevatain? Your happiness is false. Your hatred is false. Even the thing you've been searching for ... is false.

This is why you'll never find "home" — you're just an empty shell, a pretty husk without a soul!

An empty shell...?

The past of Surtr ... isn't your concern.

Laevatain! Are you alright?

I've never opposed you. You're the one who keeps hurting yourself. I'm only trying to protect you — what you're seeking will destroy you.

Since you started doubting who you are and longing for your memories, I have existed.

You'll never find something that you *never* owned. Such is your fate. You can only abandon your self, and live on as a mere tool.

Give up. Why not stop resisting and just take one of these fragments ... and treat it as yours?

What a load of ... crock... Give up? Pfft...

Well then, let's see what you can walk away with ... after you reach Surtr's "home".

Since you insist so stubbornly and foolishly, I'll let you take the path of self-destruction. Go to Kazdel. Go to her home.

Then it's time to reclaim my memories!

Why? Why are you ... going against me?