[The broadcast seems to start without anyone actually switching it on, and it shows a young man half-sitting with his back against a tree in the fields of Espoir, partly on the ground, his head lowered in a way that it's impossible to tell whether he's conscious or not as his fringe covers his eyes completely. There's a Japanese-looking sword laying next to him.]
[He's wearing nothing but a pair of pants and boots, a bit torn and tattered even so. He's covered in blood, and there are burns and cracks all over his body, however as he stays still they seem to be fading quite quickly, possibly due to the interference of Somarium. A huge tattoo over his heart slowly reduces itself into a
more normal state, the rays only tracing over his shoulder and arm. His hair, long and somewhat spiky at the moment, is losing a last hint of purple as it gradually turns completely black and normal, very soft and nice-looking, actually.]
[And that's when Kanda finally opens his eyes and just stares forth for a few moments, clearly completely lost about what is happening or where he is. After all, there was just an explosion, and now... this... But he doesn't believe in afterlife enough to consider this as one. And he doesn't believe in magical second chances, even though second life isn't an exactly new concept to him. So what the hell is happening? A scowl appears on his face. Another illusion?]
Damn.
[That's when he spots the Dreamberry, innocently laying right next to him, and suddenly reaches out for it with a glare. For the moment, he's a little too used to mind-game loving enemies taking the form of small, harmless-looking objects. Such as dolls.]
This is your doing, isn't it.
[There's some sort of a slightly
mad glint in his eye, accusing and hating and maybe not-completely-there as he says that. And then his fingers close around the device, and the feed ends as it's crushed into pieces with apparent ease.]