This mountain was seemingly a projection of Will, but it was a Will originating from a certain place, a place that didn't seem to actually be Earth.
But then Sylas thought of his journey to the center of the world.
Back then, he had ended up in a land with dinosaurs and powerful creatures as far as the eye could see. But then, it had suddenly become an illusion and he instead found himself bound and bled.
He had barely survived that encounter and all this time he thought that place was simply a projection of a dream, of expectations he thought might be reasonable, but never of something that was actually there.
Was he wrong?
The alignment of the City of Gold and the Celestial Republic, the tectonic movement of Earth's plates, complex deductions he had made long ago shifted far more easily in Sylas' mind and then he suddenly vanished.
"NO."
