Somewhere in a forest in the Deep Dream World.
The dusky sun in the sky had not changed at all. It still cast a deathly, icy light, offering no warmth.
There were no fallen leaves on the ground beneath the dense forest, only dry soil. The entire land was steeped in deathly stillness.
The trees looked twisted and savage, their dark brown trunks bent and gnarled. Each one had grown into a bizarre shape; some even knotted and wound around one another.
Aside from that, however, the trees showed no other abnormalities.
In the silent forest, Green wore hunter's leather armor and carried a knight's longsword. From time to time, he hacked at the brush and thorns blocking his way, cutting them aside.
Green had been making his way through this unfamiliar forest for about three months. To avoid exposing himself and drawing the attention of the Deep Dream World, he had refrained from using too much power. Whenever he could solve something physically, he did so.
Perhaps thanks to the eerie, dusky sun overhead, there were almost no living creatures in this region.
Aside from Green, who could use his own power to shield himself from the sun's influence, all the other creatures seemed to have been killed by that strange sun in the sky!
Whack!
The sound of a blow rang out. After chopping through the purple thorns in front of him, Green's pupils contracted slightly. He quickly stepped onto the path he had cleared.
At last, something that did not belong in the forest had appeared amid the unchanging trees.
A wooden sign stood quietly among the bushes. Beside it was a narrow woodland path, leading to some unknown destination.
Green strode over to the wooden sign and examined its front.
Leaves had oddly gathered across the