March 7th: The timing is off. I remember we said these things after we arrived at Penacony. Could it be that they had already discussed it privately?
Aventurine: It is indeed a very magical dream, very... novel.
Stelle suddenly saw a familiar figure not far ahead. Upon closer inspection, it was Silver Wolf.
At this moment, she was standing quietly in front of a silver mech. As Stelle slowly approached, Silver Wolf's Phantom asked, "How did you get them involved?"
The mech only responded, "Present the truth in full, and they will naturally come."
As soon as the words fell, the Phantoms of the two people gradually dissipated like smoke.
Immediately after, Stelle arrived beside a small loli and a cool-tempered older sister.
HuoHuo asked with a smile, "Recollector... do you think you can leave safely?" HuoHuo asked with a smile.
Black Swan smiled slightly and responded with a firm but polite tone, "I'm sorry, I already have a dance partner in mind."
Finally, the Phantoms of these two also dissipated into the air.
Welt: Their conversation is not coordinated. These Phantoms seem to have only cut out a sentence or two.
HuoHuo: Oh, I didn't expect to appear here too, hehehe, so Xiao Hui Mao met me so early.
Acheron walked to Stelle's side: "These voices... are just Phantoms of a dream, don't mind them, come with me."
Stelle nodded and followed behind Acheron.
The two entered the long corridor, and at this moment, the space began to infinitely spread and extend, as if stretched by a great force. Acheron simply walked calmly ahead, and Stelle, who didn't understand what was happening, could only follow silently behind. Until they stopped in front of a door.
"We've arrived," Acheron motioned for Stelle to push the door.
Stelle walked to the front, pushed the door, and a boy who had appeared in the previous viewing stood at the entrance.
The hotel bellboy, Misha.
"Welcome to The Reverie Hotel, may you have an unforgettable vacation experience! If you wish to check in, please proceed straight to the hotel's front desk."
Aili: Hmm... I wanted to say before, this bellboy who appeared in the viewing at the time... I've never seen him before.
Hound Family Member: Yes, I've never seen this bellboy.
Welt: This is interesting, it's almost as if he was specifically waiting for you.
Acheron seemed to ignore the Phantom in front of her, simply leaning casually against the wall with her arms crossed. Just as Misha's figure gradually dissipated, Acheron suddenly broke the silence and spoke:
"Leave this place, just wake up as usual, forget this accidental encounter, and return to where you came from."
"But before we part, I have a request."
Hearing this, Stelle couldn't help but feel curious and stepped closer to Acheron.
Acheron continued, "To you, it might sound strange, even impolite, but I want to know..."
Stelle looked at Acheron with interest, waiting for her to continue.
Acheron slowly said, "...Have we met somewhere before?"
She murmured to herself, "You remind me of an Old Woman. In a hazy Memory, she stood side by side with me... just like this bizarre dream, close at hand yet untouchable."
"May I ask you a few more questions? I... often forget things, so instead of recalling, I'm more accustomed to using 'feeling' to capture something. Whether the answer is correct or not is not important; what's important is your immediate reaction."
She walked a few steps forward and turned to look at Stelle. "For example, when you woke up in the guest room, you murmured a few names. Are they your companions? Family? Enemies? You seem to have established unbreakable connections with many people and many things."
"May I ask, do you fear losing these connections?"
Stelle hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "If it means their departure, I would."
"Hmm... What if there was a vast dream, so real, so real that it was indistinguishable from reality? There would be no separation of life and death, everyone could achieve the happiness and fulfillment they deserve, and live happily forever."
"May I ask, would you be willing to reside within it?"
A strange question. After thinking again, Stelle said, "It depends on what price I have to pay."
This sentence once again caused Welt, who was originally calm, to experience violent psychological fluctuations.
Stigmata Project... Speaking of which, Penacony is also a dream. Hiss....
Once this thought arose, it spread wildly in Welt's mind like weeds, making him feel more and more that something was wrong. Penacony wouldn't have a Kevin, would it?
In the scene, the questions continued.
"Then... what if this beautiful dream is destined to shatter, and everything will depart; friends, family, strangers; then the light wind, flying birds, the stars... and finally, yourself."
As Acheron spoke, the scene slowly moved away, then turned towards the ceiling above, and finally returned to Stelle and Acheron's gazes as they looked at each other.
Acheron continued, "Every person, everyone in their Memory, those smiles and tears, promises fulfilled and unfulfilled... will eventually move towards a predetermined end. If at the beginning of the journey, you already knew the destination of this trip..."
"May I ask, would you still embark on this journey?"
Stelle pondered for a moment, then answered without hesitation, "I will Trailblaze without hesitation."
Acheron nodded slightly, indicating understanding: "I know it's difficult, don't rush to make a decision. I said... the answer doesn't matter."
"Listen, touch, think, and from this, you will gain feelings—cherish them, and by feelings, we make choices. So back to the original question..."
"May I ask, do you still remember me?"
Stelle frowned, thinking hard, and after a while, she murmured, "I seem to have seen you somewhere..."
"I understand." Acheron replied softly, her voice as calm as water, but with a hint of imperceptible emotion. "How interesting, in that instant, it was as if millions of similar yet different versions of you gave completely different answers."
Stelle's heart trembled, as if Acheron's words had struck a chord within her.
"This is indeed the last question, thank you." Acheron continued, her tone still faint. "We both still have our own paths to walk, so let's part ways here."
Stelle silently nodded, indicating agreement. However, an indescribable sense of unease lingered in her heart, as if something important had been overlooked. This feeling made her very uncomfortable, so she couldn't help but ask, "Can we meet again?"