C823 Illusory

This was an island.

An island that no one could reach.

This was the Ninth World.

It was a place that no one could enter.

It was at the end of an illusion, but it was also not a real world.

The island floated silently in the void. Although it was as vast as a floating continent, it was deathly silent above and ruins could be seen everywhere.

The broken rubble, the broken boulders