"Next dream?"
Julius echoed, his voice carrying unmistakable disdain as a contemptuous smile slowly spread across his face. Although he stood within her realm, he had no intention of denying the truth she had spoken.
She was right.
This place belonged entirely to the Ice Queen. The endless world surrounding him had been born from her Domain, a prison woven from dreams where reality itself bent according to her will.
Once someone was trapped inside, they would continue drifting through one dream after another until either their mind broke completely or they forgot the reason they had ever struggled in the first place.
Escaping such a prison was never easy. Domains were absolute manifestations of one's will, and the only reliable method of resisting one was with another Domain of equal strength.
Unfortunately, Julius possessed no such power.
He had yet to undergo the Heavenly Trials, meaning he had never awakened a Domain of his own.
