What is this voice?
Is it talking to me?

Oh? You’re conscious of me? Took you long enough.
Or is it that your mind finally got used to the situation?
I guess it was weird of me to expect you to zone in any sooner.
After all, it only has been three seconds since I accelerated your thoughts, if I had to count in terms of this planet’s standard time flow axis.

Accelerated thoughts? What have you...?
It’s too dark, I can’t see anything.
Is this telepathy? What’s going on? I can’t move!

It’s not dark at all.
Our world is brimming with radiant light... It’s really a place worth living in.
Flat told me it was. If he said it’s bright, it can’t be dark.
It’s just... not visible to you right now.
Might be because I gouged your eyes out.
That said, Flat wasn’t talking about light in the visual information sense. He meant it in the emotional sense.
Well, you won’t be able to sense that light either, considering you’re about to die.
Unless death is a source of hope for you.


Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 7, Chapter 21: "Beings Shaped in Man's Image"