C2768 The Reality Was a Dream Woven by All Living Beings

In the shadowy depths of a dense forest veiled by a pale mist, the witch, having just settled a dispute with her neighbors, returned to her home, feeling a twinge of guilt for keeping her guest waiting.

"I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting so long," she apologized.

Heman felt as though he had been trapped inside a perpetually spinning contraption