Late at night, Foya woke from her dream.
For some reason... ever since entering Anoroth's core, she had been extremely sleepy.
When she opened her eyes again after falling asleep today, she was not in the Holy Spirit Battlefield, but on a floating chunk of rock.
Houses and trees drifted through this space as if they had lost all gravity. Foya walked to the edge of the rock and looked down, seeing only a bottomless abyss.
Foya continued looking around, when suddenly, cracks like shattered glass appeared in the sky.
The cracks spread rapidly. Then, with a crisp sound, they shattered completely, revealing a pitch-black space beyond.
But then, a gigantic eye opened within that darkness... Its pupil swept from side to side before finally fixing its gaze on Foya.
Foya slowly backed away, wanting to flee, but she stepped on a pebble, lost her balance, and nearly fell.
Yet Foya did not feel the pain of hitting the ground. She fell into someone's arms, and as she was caught, a hand covered her eyes.
Foya instinctively tried to struggle, but a familiar voice sounded by her ear.
"It's me. Don't be afraid."
It was Joshua's voice. Joshua removed the hand covering Foya's eyes. She raised her head from his arms and looked at him. After confirming that it was her brother, she silently buried her face in his chest.
"I was wondering why you were sleeping at a time like this. It seems... there really is trouble."
Joshua knelt on one knee and held Foya, doing his best to keep her from seeing the pupil beyond the crack in the sky.
This was the World of Consciousness—or, more precisely, the ruins of the World of Consciousness from the past.
The old World of Consciousness had continents formed from human