The landscape shifted instantly, engulfing us into the fiction. The Library Dungeon's interior transformed into a row of houses made of logs and bricks. Before we realized it, we were standing in an entirely different world.
Confusion swept through the group, especially Lee Suhye.
"What is this place? An Illusion?"
I shook my head. "No. It's different from the Illusion Dome."
I shook my head. "No, it's different from the Illusion Dome."
This wasn't a mere trick of the mind. If it had been an illusion, the Black Box would have activated and destroyed this world instantly.
I reached out and touched the cold surface of a brick wall. The sensation was undeniably real. The texture, the weight of the atmosphere, it all felt authentic yet subtly different from the real world.
This is the power of the Keeper of the Library Dungeon. He can bring fictional stories to life.
"This is what you call a story," I said aloud.