Sitting alone in an empty room was nothing short of terrible, being sealed away for more than 50 years cursed to live in solitude with no interaction or entertainment whatsoever was punishment, one maybe befitting of a demon? or devil? Chrono sat in front of a broken pillar with back rested against it as all he could do is wait and wait as his long lifespan perished away. He had no idea that one person could just simply walk into the sealed chamber and rescue him from his imprisonment, so his hope was all but still there. Only able to think of things to do in this empty room to pass time until death, Chrono kept his cool by usually thinking of things like what if he was on the outside. Bearing no windows the room left zero to the imagination of how things changed outside but Chrono kept positive even though his facial expression didn't say so right now. But hey how would you look after spending so long in a sealed room?