The sky dome, the Bloody Moon, the Giant Paintings... They were all just as Pasha described.
All of them were extremely magnificent. No wonder they called it the Divine Land. Only when he was in here could he truly feel its vastness.
Was this a broadcast or perhaps a way of controlling the subconscious mind?
Roland squatted down to lightly stroke the floor. It seemed to be made of polished stones but it was as smooth as a mirror. He could feel both its coldness and toughness through his fingers. It appeared what he saw was real rather than fictional.
Due to having had similar experiences in the Dream World before, which was already extremely real, he would not freak out over seeing this.
