Chapter 92: What Is This Place?

Eleonore’s POV

It was… green.

Everything around me was flush and vibrant with the color and life of the world, I could hear the sound of the birds and trees waving in the wind. My head snapped to the side, the sound of the ocean called to me from where I stood.

Further ahead, I could see the faint outline of a village—huts made of straw and wood integrated into the trees that surround it stood there. It was some ways away, but from where I stood atop the hill I could see the picture before me as clear as day.

This… was not the Void I had come to know. But I could tell that it was that place nonetheless. I could feel the prickle of familiarity against the back of my neck, I could feel those eyes… of something other than me watching the world that spanned in front of me.

How had it changed so much from when I was here last?