[Like Akira, Goro also looks different. He doesn't look any older, but the distressed skinny jeans, gray T-shirt, and blue combat boots he's wearing are a far cry from a sweatervest and khakis...to say nothing of the red gem glinting in his right ear, easily visible with his slightly longer hair pulled into a ponytail. Or the odd necklace he's wearing.

At first glance, he hadn't been quite sure who he was looking at...but the mention of a Palace confirms it. This must be...another world's Akira. One that's even further ahead of his own timeline. It's strange seeing him looking older, around the age his fiance had promised to wait until before becoming a Composer, but he shakes it off.]

It's not a Palace, but it's not space, either. You're in an abandoned mine, in a world overrun by magical distortions of a more physical sort than we're used to.