"Disasters from overbreeding, extreme cold, disasters from the Evil God, disasters from the revival of the dead... Is that so? Is it a real dream where pinching your own face would hurt?"
Yila said this as she quickly jotted something down in her notebook, saying, "If your dream is true, then it would confirm many unverified speculations about the Main Plane."
"For example, whether the age of gods truly existed, whether gods were once active, and... whether humans were actually created by gods, why there are significant differences between humans, elves, and beastmen, and so on."
Satan Ye nodded earnestly at Yila's words. Recalling every vivid detail from the dream, she said, "Yes, although it was a dream, I feel like everything was true."
Yila naturally believed this. In a world without magic or even with low magic, not believing in things from dreams might be understandable.
