Lin Mu looked around, inspecting the aura of the entire realm.
It was stable. Balanced. Strong.
Just as he was.
He summoned his sword, Afternoon Pine, within the Sleepscape and watched it appear instantly, the blade shimmering softly with a will of its own. Ocean Raker followed, the deep blue hue pulsing like waves in rhythm with his breath.
He walked through the shifting mists of the Sleepscape, visiting the quiet corners he hadn't tread in months. Patches of memory, dreams of battles long past, and the echoes of ancient chants drifted in the background.
He closed his eyes briefly, standing beneath the spectral form of the Sacred Tree at the center of the Sleepscape.
"If this truly is the final test… then let it come."
His voice echoed softly, carried by the dream-winds.
When he opened his eyes again, the stars above the Sleepscape shimmered brightly in response—subtle, but affirming.
He continued walking in the tranquil realm of the Sleepscape before coming to a stop.
