"Oh, just as I thought." Seeing Acheron nod, Black Swan murmured softly.
"In this dream, he planned to use the Stellaron, the wills of over a hundred thousand members of the Oak Family, and the wishes of everyone in Penacony to usurp the authority of Harmony and restore Order to the world.
"Thinking about it carefully, he naturally couldn't exclude himself from a Synesthesia Dreamscape of such immense scale. Becoming the sole star in the heavens, guiding all living beings-perhaps that truly was what he wanted.
"But now that we know most of what we experienced before was a dream... it seems he put his plan into motion much earlier than we imagined. Whether he succeeded within the dream no longer matters. In fact, his failure there was inevitable-if he truly hoped to create a paradise where everyone could be happy, as he confessed, then your experiences in the dream could hardly lead to the terrible outcome you wished to avoid."
"Yes, that's exactly right. But we may have been drawn into the dream even earlier than you think." Acheron confirmed Black Swan's speculation, then turned to Stelle.
"Though there are some differences, you may find this scene familiar..."
Stelle nodded.
"Because we first met under the same circumstances. Only, back then, your Astral Express had just arrived in the Asdana Galaxy, while I had already begun trying to leave the dream. Things didn't go very smoothly, however."
"So all of us fell into this dream the moment we arrived in the Asdana Galaxy?" March 7th's expression slowly filled with horror.
"That's what it sounds like..." July 7th said.
"And this probably isn't as simple as creating an ordinary Synesthesia Dreamscape. Making everyone slip into a dream without noticing a thing... that has already blurred the line between dreams and