Seeing the man and the tree sink into thought, Kroya continued, "Although, according to my plan, the dream should be enough to trap this Divine Envoy in eternal slumber.
"But we'll need enough material for the dream.
"What you saw earlier was the world I intend to open to the public. That cluster of treehouses and part of the golden apple grove are both included."
"What do you mean by material?" Mifein came back to his senses and asked.
"Simply put, the more living beings live here, the more their movements and behavior will become part of this dream.
"No matter how realistic the dream I imagine is, it can't compare to a dream world built by actual people and living beings."
That was indeed true. Many mental and illusion spells worked by influencing people's minds, trapping them in a world they believed to be real.
The broader someone's understanding and experience of the world, the faster they could find flaws in an illusion spell. After all, illusory dreams were not real worlds, and they would inevitably contain glaring inconsistencies.
But if Kroya truly followed through with this approach, the more people lived in this dream world, the more realistic it would become. Eventually... they might truly be unable to distinguish dreams from reality.
It was a terrifying ability.
Neither the man nor the tree voiced that thought, however. They simply continued listening.
Kroya smiled faintly. "I heard the Church of Light has a prison specifically for holding the undead. What could provide more vivid, more profound memories than the undead?"
"..."
"My human friend, do you intend to resolve their resentment?"
"And you want them to leave their memories here?"
The knowledgeable Orpheus Oak understood some of what Kroya meant. Many undead and vengeful spirits lingered on the Main