'Is this an illusion? No, it is not…' Even though Gu Jun could feel his mental power draining, it did not feel like he was inside an illusion. This was something completely new and different. Currently he was inside a theatre, not the modern opera house but some kind of ancient round-topped playhouse with bad lighting, narrow walkways, and a small stage with curtains. There were 10 rows of seats before the stage and each row had 10 sturdy wooden chairs so 100 seats in total.
'Wait a minute, what's this?' Gu Jun noticed immediately that he could adjust his point of view freely. He could be looking from the top of the stage to the back of the seat from one second to the next. It appeared to mean that he was not here in the point of view of a person or an object. This kind of all-knowing perspective… seemed to suggest that he was embodying theatre itself.
