Angel recounted the "dream" he had had while unconscious.
After he finished, he still could not make sense of it and asked, "Was that really a dream?"
If it had been a dream, why did Sanders know about the Fallen Abyss? And that doll—Angel had clearly seen Sanders picking it up earlier.
Moreover, what Angel had experienced then had felt extraordinarily real, nothing like a dream. The muddled stupor of having his thoughts shackled, the despair of being trapped, and the discomfort of countless negative energies battering him—when he recalled them now, they still stood vividly before his eyes.
It did not resemble a dream at all. It felt like something he had personally lived through.
"It was very similar to a dream. But compared to a dream, I think 'True Illusion Space,' created by a mysterious object, is a more fitting term," Sanders replied.
True Illusion Space? Though Sanders did not explain what it meant, Angel understood the moment he heard it. The Illusion branch had a school known as True Illusion.
So-called True Illusion was both real and illusory, blending the false with the true, impossible to distinguish from one another. Wizards who chose the True Illusion school were undoubtedly masters at seeing through all things and grasping the human heart.
Then the meaning of "True Illusion Space" was self-evident. Dreams were inevitably illusory. But a True Illusion Space was one where truth and falsehood could not be separated—in other words, it contained not only illusions, but real things as well.
Then in last night's experience, what had been real, and what had been false?
Faced with Angel's confusion, Sanders said calmly, "Truth and falsehood are relative. As the one who experienced it, you may as well make your own judgment."
Angel recalled it for a while and