[ Thinking back on the dream isn't pleasant. That feeling of his entire world being destroyed still wears at his mind, chips away at it in bits and pieces despite Dokja's best attempts to pass it off as a petty trick.
No. He has to believe. That world... it's not something that can crumble so easily. ]
It's hard to imagine that they aren't interconnected.
[ The dream, the chrysalis, that shrine, this gathering of others... ]
Why else would we all have shared the same sort of dream?
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No. He has to believe. That world... it's not something that can crumble so easily. ]
It's hard to imagine that they aren't interconnected.
[ The dream, the chrysalis, that shrine, this gathering of others... ]
Why else would we all have shared the same sort of dream?