Correspondingly, there's the world that belongs to "him," a vast, boundless, and silver-clad world that he and Rognerda spent an unknown amount of time escaping, the world belonging to the Ghost Dragon.
The two are like two disks that align internally and externally, but they are not entirely distinct. One can clearly see many bands originally belonging to the Ghost Dragon's world intruding like tentacles.
One can only see far if they climb high.
If not for the chance encounter with the nightmare from a past life, "Advanced Calculus."
In the midst of the dream, one might never realize it is actually their own memory automatically projecting ahead, only watching as the Ghost Dragon's consciousness incessantly erodes their world, gradually transforming it.
One day, when life runs its course, it would be willingly handing over the shell left in reality to the Ghost Dragon's control.
Losa felt a bit frightened:
