If necessary, the Illusory Dream Realm could exist without night.
The sun would hang forever at the edge of the sky, casting sunlight the color of orange peel and stretching the shadows across the earth. The wind carried rainbow-hued emotions, suffused with colors as dazzling as diamond dust.
A group of ugly, gigantic figures formed a circle, heads lowered as they watched two little girls sitting side by side on the grass, admiring the sunset of the Illusory Dream Realm together.
"I haven't seen my own hands in such a long time." Zhou Zhou raised her hand high, watching sunlight spill through her fingers, her face full of wonder. "They're so beautiful!"
"Then whose hands did you see before?" Faceless asked in confusion.
"My big sister's."
"Nikita?"
"Yes."
"What is she to you? Why do you call her Big Sister? And where did your hands go?"
"...You ask too many questions." Zhou Zhou lowered her raised hand and cast a rather dissatisfied glance at the little girl named Zhuzhu. After hesitating for several seconds, she answered seriously, "Mom told me to call her Sister. She said Nikita could help me survive. But this world was too terrible. Neither of us could survive on our own, so in the end, we could only survive together."
It sounded like a riddle, or the prophecy of some terrible fortune-teller.
Surprisingly, Faceless understood.
"I once borrowed a snake's shed skin. It didn't want to die at the time, and that shed skin tormented me for a long time." Faceless quickly found something to empathize with Zhou Zhou over, speaking half in complaint and half in pride. "So I obediently acted as its pet according to its obsession, until it died satisfied... Are you an obsession now?"
"What is an obsession?" Zhou Zhou was too