Good Duckie looked at the glowing ladder and felt a pang of regret.
Straight to The Other Shore?
Why didn't you say so sooner!
Becoming the King of the Dream Realm comes with a ladder straight to The Other Shore!
If that's how it is, whoever wants the job can have it. I should've fucking accepted those Saints' generous terms earlier.
-Doing something this dangerous in my own home? Am I asking to die or asking for a beating?
"Um, I wanted to ask: why did the successive Kings of the Dream Realm put together a ladder like this?"
Good Duckie asked.
Paper Figure said with feeling:
"This was the result of the combined efforts of many past Lords of Laws. We can finally go straight to The Other Shore."
"...So this is a shared ideal?" Good Duckie asked.
"Yes."
"Then-those 'many past Lords of Laws' must have been Saints, right? Why don't they step forward and help the King of the Dream Realm?"
"The Saints who advocated ascending to The Other Shore originally gained the upper hand, but they all died while exploring it."
"The Higher-Dimensional Ladder back then was also destroyed-the ladder before you was forged anew. It's still a little short of completion."
Good Duckie fell silent.
So the Saints had once been divided into two factions.
One advocated exploration, while the other advocated avoiding contact.
Those who advocated exploration had all kicked the bucket.
-They had proven with their lives just how dangerous The Other Shore was!
So-
Now it's my turn?
Great.
You're all just wonderful.
Paper Figure spoke in an impassioned voice:
"Now the Higher Dimension Saint Ladder is about to be completed again. When you become the King of the Dream Realm, you'll be able to use it."
"-The Exploration Faction can finally