In an ideal world, every semblance of reality was deconstructed, leaving only the purest essence.
Therefore, what Cleopatra saw now was the essence itself.
That indescribable lump of flesh had a metallic luster that was intoxicating, with smoke extending outward like tentacles entwining, full of countless depressions, like many eyes hidden within. Just looking at the writhing exterior was enough to make one's scalp tingle and their psyche crumble.
The moment she gazed upon it, a flood of knowledge rushed into her head, accompanied by countless incomprehensible mutterings. Cleopatra felt a burning sensation, as blood poured from her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, her soul's trembling causing her whole body to shudder.
Cleopatra immediately shut her eyes, pulling her view out of the ideal world and back to reality.
It was then that she realized, where the lump of flesh had been, now stood a person.
It was Lu Ban.
And Lu Ban was also feeling troubled.