Chapter 2: Chapter 1: Welcome to the Weaved World

—I blinked, only to squint my eyes at the golden glow rising over the horizon, my eyes bleary.

A cold breeze bristled constantly against my skin, prompting me to wrap the cloak I was wearing tightly around my body.

Cleared, my gaze drifted around.

...Dammit. Some part of me was still hoping that meeting with God was a vivid dream.

I sat up, staring out at the green sea of grass that stretched out into the distance. Vaguely — if I strained my eyes — I could make out what seemed to be a human settlement way yonder.

But I was getting ahead of myself again.

Let's first prioritize what's in front of me, before even thinking about walking that far. Ah. And by 'in front of me,' I mean quite literally just off the edge of my peripheral vision was a text that read:

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