On the steppe where space and time stood still, the gray moonlight shone on the broken earth, which was only a few hundred meters across. The surrounding darkness stagnated, making the small parcel of land look like a lonely island floating in the sea of chaos. Vivian was now fully awake, sitting with her legs crossed on the grass. Her face appeared calm.
"I had a long, long dream," Vivian said. "I dreamed of being super wealthy, living in a super large castle with gorgeous decorations. I had many treasures, rooms filled with gold and silver. There were two beautiful gardens, in which the number of sculptures could fill the Louvre several times over. Sigh."
Lily rolled her eyes. "Yeah, that's right. You were indeed dreaming."
Vivian sighed again. "So, the outside world is already in a mess?"
