Alex was dumbfounded, that Chaos discovered that they weren't from this world immediately.
"Child, from the moment you have set your feet upon me, I have discovered, through the eyes of my servants, that you are not one of this world."
Then, the strange deity lamented, "It is quite pathetic, isn't it? I gave birth to the world, yet I can only see it through the eyes of others."
Alex listlessly stared at the physical manifestation of Chaos.
He didn't understand any of what the latter was saying, and this place creeped him out.
"From what I have seen of your memories, in your world, we are only fabricated stories, recorded on stone and statues."
"It's quite funny, isn't it? We could be characters in a story right now, and we'd never know," Chaos stared at their reflection on the mirror.
"No way! This is too real to be a creation..."
