The Incubation Chamber fell silent once more. Enya had to break the silence herself. "I know this answer defies common sense."
"Wait a moment, I need to sort this out..." Gawain raised a hand to interrupt her reflexively. Only after he had finally straightened out his thoughts and confirmed the information she had described did he slowly raise his head. "In other words, when the Great Magic Tide arrived, this world itself was not affected at all. It was only that every individual capable of becoming an 'observer' experienced a cognitive shift. The originally normal world became indescribable, incomprehensible... things in their eyes. The so-called 'end of the world' was actually an 'illusion' produced by them?"
"This is far more than a simple illusion. With an illusion, you need only close your eyes and block out your senses to pretend nothing has happened. Yet the 'exile shift' brought by the Magic Tide can break the boundary between matter and reality—if you mistake ice for fire, then that 'fire' can truly burn you. If the sun in your eyes becomes extinguished black embers, then the entire world will dim and cool beside you. It sounds utterly contrary to cognition, but that is the truth of this world.
"Observers construct the world they inhabit through their own cognition. That world overlaps perfectly with the real world, but when the Magic Tide comes, this 'overlap' becomes misaligned. Observers are swallowed by the chaotic aberrations in their own eyes. In the depths of madness and terror, they tried every possible means to leave behind records of the world twisting apart, of the Magic Tide destroying all things. Yet to later generations... those records are merely the ravings of madmen, and illusions that can never be proven by any theory."
Gawain sat in the broad