Layton was sitting casually in a familiar space in the void, it was a space created within the dimensional spatial environment spontaneously created by the emergence of his path. The dimensional space around him hummed with the resonance of his path in myriad planes that intersected in a peculair manner in the dimensional space. His consciousness and physical form resided in a familiar space, a perfect replica of the residence he had once crafted in School City.
In fact, Laytons residence in school city still existed and remained active but he couldn't go back as a student, he could only return as a lecturer and even then because of the rules imposed by the 3 paragons who were the principals of school city. The rules dictated that no detached individual could set foot there, this rule could only be circumvented by creating phantoms, clones and projections, of course this also required express permission. Nevertheless Layton wasn't actually thinking of going back there anytime soon.
