"There was once a town called Deerington, in a place called Maine, in a nation called America, on a world called Earth. One Earth, among many. And a creature crossed the ocean with an aide and a group of humans to settle that town. That creature bore a half-breed child with great magical power, and her child by a mortal man was Sodder. Empowered with the power of creation and imagination, her dreams and nightmares could become reality, and give life to others' dreams." It sounded like she was telling an old story, even if this was a string of things she'd been piecing together over the last two years. Before this was done, she kind of wanted to write it as an actual story.

"Her nightmare terrified the creature's aide and her father, along with the townspeople. People from other worlds were drawn here, like us, and it began to destroy the town. Desperate, they put her to sleep to seek a solution, but in doing that, the dream has become unending, as has the nightmare, and Deerington, and we, are swallowed in an eternally sleeping god's nightmares, trying to find a way to save her, and ourselves."

It was outside of Vira-Lorr's wheelhouse as well. She was a soldier once, a general. Fighting monsters was easy. The metaphysics of a dream was madness. This place was terrifying as it was fascinating.

"Mmmm. You helped save me too, you know. I have quite a bit to be grateful for." She tilted her body to face Makoto. "May I ask you something? To be sure? You may refuse to answer if you wish."