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The dream was full of bizarre and surreal elements.
None of the three spoke much. They followed something that seemed to be a giant serpent, yet also resembled a spiral staircase, ascending toward the source of the light.
They climbed higher and higher. At some point, Klein saw illusory clouds appear beside him, then gradually passed through them as he walked, leaving them below.
After finishing the stairs and reaching the top, they stood above a sea of clouds, at a height where they seemed able to touch the sky simply by reaching out.
Medici stopped before a black wooden door covered in strange patterns that had appeared out of nowhere.
There were no gaps in the sea of clouds below, yet the clouds constantly shifted, faintly revealing phantoms resembling towns and countless living beings.
Klein looked up. The sky in the dream was very peculiar. He knew it was the sky, but it looked like an enormous glass ceiling. At its brightest point, he could vaguely make out a golden sphere, though it was indistinct and seemed alternately near and far.
The sphere steadily contracted and expanded, shedding warm, brilliant light.
"What is that?" he could not help asking. Looking at the bright sphere for too long made his vision swim. Klein lowered his head, remarkably feeling his eyes ache even in a dream. "Is it a symbol corresponding to the Sun and the Creator, like those in the Astral World?"
"Oh, you've seen the symbols in the Astral World?"
Hermes asked curiously.
Klein nodded and decided to answer truthfully. "It was a very accidental opportunity. The symbols in the Astral World seem very different from those in the Spirit World. They don't have so many strong symbolic meanings. They're more like celestial bodies, like the starry sky