Pure white.
The world before him knew nothing.
Empty and solitary, that was the best way to describe where he found himself.
"Seriously—" Ha Joon was fed up, a heavy sigh leaving his mouth.
'At this point, I can't tell if I'm mad or just happy I finally got to shout at my dad. That's one off my bucket list.'
Ha Joon settled on the ground, whipping out his phone from his pocket. To his surprise, his phone was unaffected by the whole thing; he could access anything on his phone.
Opening his playground could forcefully pull him from the illusion he was currently in, but at that moment, his goal was different.
Horror kids in the woods.
Kids in the woods with illusions.
Illusion forest.
He kept searching through his search engine, and with little influence from his 『Knowledge of the Gods』, he couldn't find anything related to the kids until he typed—
Lost kids in Camelot's forest.
