Everyone living in this world had an anchor of their own.
It might be an ideal, a belief, a desire, or merely some simple thought. This anchor could steady one's heart, ensuring that when one witnessed the unknown each day, one would not panic or feel at a loss.
And in the Illusory Dream Realm, this anchor became even more important.
For every traveler venturing into the Illusory Dream Realm needed this anchor to moor them to reality, so they would not become utterly lost amid fantasy and dreams.
It was more precious than a compass at sea.
The young wizards of the Youzui team used First University as their anchor. First University was like a colossal lighthouse, still radiating dazzling light through layer upon layer of mist.
The Faceless Demon transformed into Zhuzhu used the various identities she had once impersonated as anchor points. Though every anchor line was fragile, woven together, they formed a great net that could pull her out of the Illusory Dream Realm.
As for Nikita, she used the Misty Captain as her anchor.
This was not her choice, but the captain's will—the advantage was that, given the captain's immense power, Nikita need not fear losing herself in the Illusory Dream Realm; the disadvantage was that once she left the captain's protection, she would be like a bubble removed from soapy water, scattered into nothingness by the hurricane of the age.
And now, the banshee discovered with both delight and unease that her anchor line had become somewhat loose.
The clearest sign was that the large ornate "M" on her shoulder had faded somewhat, while the red strip of cloth tied around her wrist had also torn in places.
She did not know why.
Perhaps at some point, a disrespectful thought toward the Misty Captain