Countless platforms and staircases fill every inch of the surrounding space... Layer upon layer, constantly intersecting, the pure white ground, irregularly arranged, exists on the ground and high above.

It extends infinitely in all directions...

It extends upwards.

It extends downwards.

It spreads inwards and even outwards, continuing towards the previous second or the next second; it continues in the direction of existence or non-existence.

If we keep walking forward like this, where will we end up?

How big is this platform?

Or rather, the concept of "length" doesn't exist in this place at all. The platform we're standing on... can be understood as one centimeter or one hundred meters. Is it big or small?

Is it long or short?

Ira was unaware of this... but without a doubt, he was perfectly lucid. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was an irregular black space that covered the steps and the ground.

However, for some inexplicable reason, Ira clearly felt that... it would actually be better if he were in a daze when he came to this place, but unfortunately he was completely awake now.

【rules…disciplines】

For some inexplicable reason, Ira thought of the term the snake sloughed out in the World Tree... If this place is related to "rules," then this is the realm of rules—

[The Realm of Rules]

...

Interestingly, however, Ira sensed something amiss, a very strong sense of unease—

There is no change of time, no concept of space, no such thing as the passage of time, and there is no need to walk on steps or platforms, because... even if you stand on a platform, you cannot guarantee that you are actually standing.

Standing and sitting are indistinguishable, and standing and lying down are extremely similar...

In the Realm of Rules, if a person is in a daze, they will not be affected by their own random thoughts. All their thoughts are used to construct the Realm of Rules... the rules that belong to each individual.

But if this person is very clear-headed.

So the [Realm of Rules] is just a place.

Ira looked around in confusion. He saw countless closed doors and the tiny square area beneath his feet... Beyond that, there was nothing but emptiness.

Ira tentatively stretched out his foot and stepped on the empty space... He tested it briefly, but found nothing, so he withdrew his foot.

From a general perspective, the area outside the platform is empty. Perhaps the situation would be different at other times, but there is no doubt that... Ira does not currently have this ability.

"Where exactly is this place? Is this... the Realm of Rules?"

Ira asked himself, remembering that he should have gone to bed early before this... but because of the anger in his heart, he had been tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

As a result, when I opened my eyes, I found myself here.

Ira looked down at her clothes and saw familiar garments... not the suit from the Federation era, but the magical outfit from the prime plane era.

And then in the next instant...

This realm... collapsed suddenly.

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"..."

Ira sat bolt upright, staring at the familiar room and the brightly lit screen, watching the snake-skinned creature sit in its seat watching the live broadcast from the main plane… and a strange thought escaped its lips: “The Realm of Rules?!”

Upon hearing this word, the snake suddenly turned its head, opened its mouth... but then said nothing.

"Well, this is completely over. I even retained so many memories after waking up... I'm probably completely clear-headed in the Realm of Rules, but it doesn't matter anyway."

As she spoke, she looked at Ira, who was pondering her dream after waking up, and said, "I will explain the rules, the world, and the snake molt to you slowly later. Right now... I'm not sure if I should show this to you."

As the snake shed its skin, it stepped aside, revealing the screen behind it...

"..."

Quite coincidentally, the scene playing on the screen was... the instant before Isabella was crushed to death by the World Tree Beast. In the instant Isabella saw it, she saw Isabella smiling as she was crushed by the giant tree.

"!!!!!"

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Iraq's anger index: 99.99%

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"Hahaha……"

Ira, panting, held Isabella, who had just arrived in this world, in his arms on the street. There was a clear sense of unease in his eyes... How should I put it? Seeing such a scene right after waking up was a huge psychological shock to him.

Isabella, on the other hand, is now calmly patting his back... In the past, the person who was shocked and the person who calmly comforted the other were opposites.

The situation now seems to have been completely reversed.

Isabella even looked somewhat proud.

"Hmph~ Ira, you... you seem to care about me quite a bit~"

As Isabella said this, she hugged Ira and whispered, "Ira, this is the first time I've seen you so vulnerable. You seem to be trembling... I don't think it's because you're scared or sad, is it?"

If you're asking whether it's true or not, then of course it isn't...

But if we're talking about whether it's good or bad, it's definitely not good.

"Hmm, maybe I shouldn't keep watching... I'd better put the matter of the main plane aside for now."

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