In the world of colorful souls.
The Sky Temple, too, seemed somewhat different from before.
During this time, Kexiluoke used the power of its soul to actively extract the new impressions of believers who had newly arrived in the dream, then reshaped the dream world according to the memories and impressions the god had left behind within it.
From the dome of the temple in the sky hung pale blue, wondrous lamps. Strange, colorful stained-glass windows refracted radiant hues, and the shattered light fell upon the temple's bluestone floor like slender streams flowing with ribbons of color.
Though it remained dreamlike in its purity and splendor, the world of dreams now seemed to have become a real world. It was no longer empty and desolate.
At this moment.
The eternal temple in the sky slowly bloomed with a radiance that surpassed all stars, sun, and moon.
A figure invisible to mortal eyes slowly condensed into physical form within the dream world.
Kexiluoke, who had been lighting the lamps, immediately knelt.
"God."
It knew that the god had returned to the world of dreams.
"Very beautiful."
The god looked upon everything Kexiluoke had decorated within the Sky Temple and spoke faintly.
Perhaps Kexiluoke had caught a glimpse of only the tip of the iceberg of the memories the god had left in this dream.
The appearance of these magnificent lamps truly resembled some of the objects from the memories of that world.
Yet they only made him pause and reminisce for a brief moment. The stir they caused within him was exceedingly slight.
Now, Mona's consciousness would occasionally sink into brief darkness.
As for certain things, he increasingly felt them fading and drifting away.
Mona quietly sensed the changes within himself.
"Looks like the second slumber is not far away."
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