Prepare for appraisal…]
Valmus found himself in a space between dream and reality. It was an endless black void illuminated by a myriad of stars. Between those stars, countless strings of silver light were woven into a beautiful and inconceivably complex net, forming various nexuses and constellations. It was truly breathtaking.
Valmus nodded to himself , he understood that he was seeing the inner workings of the Nightmare Spell. He also couldn't help but think that Sunny wasn't wrong in thinking that it looked a lot like the celestial equivalent of a neural network.
He was even tempted into contemplating over the age old question within the Novel which countless people had been asking themselves for decades. The best answer they had come up with was that there was no way to know. The Spell was neither alive nor dead; neither sentient nor mindless.
