The Power of Consciousness, the Difference

"How large is your domain?"

"How large? I don't know." He looked at me with a bitter smile.

What did he mean, he didn't know? Did he not even have a grasp of how large his own domain was?

"This is your domain."

"That's right, this is my domain. But if you ask me how large it is, I really don't know. As long as I want it to be, it can become even larger. I didn't dare imagine it too big, and I couldn't occupy that much territory anyway. Even this already feels enormous to me."

"So its size is up to you. In other words, you can control its size however you want?" I became even more curious. I could clearly understand the creation of a world, but when it came to a domain, I had no idea.

"That's right, that's exactly how it is. Aren't I amazing?" He was a little smug, but quickly said in frustration, "But someone actually sneaked into my domain without me knowing. Amazing my ass."

"Maybe she didn't truly enter your domain. She only showed me the way. By the way, did you know when I came in?"

"Of course I knew."

"If you knew, why did you run?"

"Why couldn't I run? I'd been bored for a long time. Having someone come along for some fun was interesting."

I was a little speechless. So he had been using me to relieve his boredom.

"The moment you entered my domain, I felt that familiar feeling. A very familiar feeling. Think about it—we spent a full ten months together, day and night. There were only the two of us in there. Shouldn't we be very familiar with each other?"

His question left me speechless.

After all, when I saw him just now, I