"Please command me, and I will do my utmost to fulfill your request."
From their brief encounter, the newly born Hypnos had realized that pretending to be a docile and obedient person was of little use, so he decisively changed his attitude.
"Do you see where this place is?"
Looking around, Hypnos observed the surrounding environment intently. The first thing he noticed was the figure radiating light; he easily identified the other's identity—a territorial god birthed from the 'Mountain'.
What surprised him, though, was that he couldn't make out the god's face no matter how hard he tried.
"This must also be a dream," Hypnos said with certainty after a moment of concentration, "a 'real dream' that has been separated from its master."
This was a dream, but it was more than that. Normal dreams are built upon the spirituality of living beings, and when the host awakes, the dreams shatter along with them. But Hypnos could tell that this dream had become disconnected from its master.
