Fortunately, there was nothing unusual on the ground, but the sense of unease emanating from the sky was even stronger.
Adjusting my gaze and taking a deep breath, I finally looked up at the sky.
The bright sunshine, the soft, white clouds, and the clear, azure sky—everything was just as I had seen when I woke up; it was a pleasantly warm daytime.
There were no abnormalities.
But perhaps this is the biggest anomaly.
A miniature garden is a world created and opened up by humans.
I don’t recall ever placing such a realistic sun in the sky, nor have I ever set the sky, which hangs at both ends of the horizon, to have the fine texture of a fine canvas.
In my conception, sunlight comes from the projection of a distant mass of fire element, the moon reflecting its brilliance is condensed rock, the clouds are composed of evaporating water, and the sky is only pure blue and black, with other colors being reflections and refractions left by the changing fire element as it passes through multiple layers of water vapor.
So, in my eyes, everything changed—
The sun cast scorching lava like tear stains, while the sky was a hideous mess of blue and black, and even the clouds were tinged with repulsive colors.
The intense dizziness and its immediate impact hit me, a feeling of unease rose in my chest, and the turpentine scent that I usually smelled, which had been pleasant and high-end, turned into a pungent and unpleasant odor.
I feel like vomiting, but all I feel is the burning sensation of stomach acid in my esophagus; I feel like falling, but my limbs are still swaying, supporting my body to maintain stability.
"Mr. Yumi! Are you alright?"
Hikari's anxious calls came from beside me. Her clear voice soothed my discomfort slightly, but it was only a temporary fix.
I could almost feel her holding my arm on one side, trying to support my weight so that I could sit down comfortably beside her.
Don't look.
A cool hand reached out from behind me, covering my eyes as I gazed at the sky, completely forgetting to close them. Darkness gently filled my vision, and I could almost feel familiar breath brushing against my ear, as if someone had pulled me into an embrace from behind, whispering words of comfort.
"It's alright, my dear disciple, it's just a minor accident. I'll take care of it for you quickly."
The hand that was holding me in its arms left my chest.
Then came the sound of paper tearing.
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