Fanil's God, and His Divine Kingdom

"What is this place?" In the train station, Sophia looked at the rows of white pillars, the stone-tiled floor, and the silver-white high-speed train stopped on the tracks, unable to imagine where she was.

"It can't be another Nightmare, can it?" Sophia began mobilizing her own magic, her hands constantly forming seals as she prepared to transform into a magic array state. Yet nothing changed. Whether it was magic power, Magic Patterns, or anything related to magic, none of it appeared. Sophia's current state was more like that of a chuunibyou girl.

"Sophia? Where are you?" Behind Sophia, Johnny ran over. "Where is this? Are we inside Fanil's dream?"

Johnny peppered Sophia with questions like a string of firecrackers, leaving even her best friend with no way to answer. "I'm not sure either. This place looks like it should be inside a dream, but it also feels like another world. I can't sense any magic here at all."

"Huh? Magic?" Only then did Johnny realize she had no magic either. "But in the dream, you're an Archmage. Didn't even Lord Saranir fail to completely suppress you? What's going on?"

"I'm afraid this is the mighty power of some Ancient God," Sophia said softly. "Fanil said more than once before that she had converted to an Ancient God. I'm afraid He personally made a move."

Sophia's voice grew lower and lower. Her mind was full of the scenes of her tormenting Fanil, tossing her around in the dream. The girl kept guessing whether the Fox Girl's god had found it too much to watch and had come in person to deal with her.

"He's already an Ancient God. He can't be that petty, right?" A chill ran down the back of Sophia's neck, but Johnny beside her had already started exploring.