He and 'He'
Xander opened his eyes and sat up.
His gaze was blank for a few seconds, then he slowly looked around, taking in his surroundings.
Unlike the last time this happened, Xander didn't find himself in a dreary environment filled with dead swords. Instead, he could feel soft grass beneath him, and around him, flowers stretched in every direction as far as the eyes could see.
The flowers weren't small either. The smallest one he could see was half his height, and in the center was a sword poking out hilt first.
It was surprisingly idyllic.
Without needing to hurt his brain to think about it, Xander already knew where this place was. It was his psyche, but also his mana pool. Similar to how Aubrey could send her consciousness into her library.
The source of the Swords of Myriad Paths. The Garden of Myriad Paths.
After regarding the place for a moment, Xander slowly turned around and saw... 'himself'.
