He widened his eyes, carefully observing everything except the sky.
This ghostly place is probably the source of the Blood Plague Curse! Although Glen doesn't understand why his soul ended up here, seizing the opportunity to actively gather intelligence is definitely the right choice.
Glen noticed that all the soul spirits were pulling a giant umbilical cord from the depths of the Celestial Calamity.
Every time that thing fell a little, the entire wilderness's color became increasingly crimson and eerie.
Plants were changing, soul spirits were changing, everything was changing, as if some enormous concept was re-enveloping the earth under the weight of the umbilical cord.
The worlds are overlapping!
Frenzied knowledge was pouring endlessly into Glen's mind, and this apt phrase inexplicably emerged in his mind.
Another one... no... countless layers of shadowy worlds were gradually overlapping the Western Wilderness!
