Dream depth: Dawn.
Because Sunday had chosen to switch sides, everything that followed in this layer of the dream went smoothly.
First, they lured the Dream Master into their trap and captured him, then sealed the Stellaron. Everything was resolved without a hitch.
This turn of events left this dream layer's Gallagher in awe. He couldn't help remarking to his old friend, who had long since departed, that the Nameless of today really were something else.
He had thought that once his fiction was exposed, he would soon depart. Yet things didn't seem to be heading that way.
The departure Gallagher had expected never came. His fiction remained intact, even more real than before, and the persona he had fabricated became more vivid in many people's minds.
That was because, in Jiang Yu's understanding within this dream layer, Gallagher was someone who had provided important clues and ought to be alive and well. After all, in this layer, the Astral Express Crew hadn't even fought a major battle. They had won Sunday over through debate alone and captured the Dream Master with a clever scheme...
Gallagher didn't know the reason, but perhaps not disappearing was a good thing for him. No one understood the world on the other side, but he felt he probably wouldn't be able to find that old man Mikhail there. Staying alive, continuing to exist, at least meant he could still clean the old man's gravestone every day.
At the end of this dream layer, the reunited Astral Express Crew and the large group of friends accompanying them said goodbye to everyone on Penacony and returned to the Express.
But the problem of the two Marches remained unresolved.
At that moment, aboard the Astral Express, in the parlor car.
"Passengers, the route meeting is about to