Realms a Jun where reality and the world
of souls converge everything here
resembles a projection allowing the
living to perceive the dead likewise it
permits the dead to Behold The Living
thus all the individuals icho
encountered along his journey were in
truth Souls departed from this world the
only living being here was himself why
ichio even spotted Rex yet his
projection here manifested merely as an
unremarkable farmer had it not been for
Rex's peculiar gaze upon him icho might
not have even noticed his presence if
Rex is here where is AWA upon hearing
the name AWA s slowly raised his head
declaring he has never been here nor
will he come you are mistaken AWA is
indeed not dead at why ichio furrowed
his brow the clues from his past lives
had failed to yield any crucial
information regarding AWA yes icho had
never encountered AWA nor did he know if
he would appear in subsequent narratives
as he had not in his previous life he
had always suspected that AWA might
already be deceased how else could he
leave no Trace behind unless he were a
guardian of a higher order yet later
sboui had recited the names of all 99
Guardians yet aswa's name was absent
thus icho had come to believe AWA had
perished yet now it seemed alwa had
never truly died and would not die for
if he had he would surely be present
here who are you Sam gazed at iio
catching him off guard you do not know
who I am yet you are the Eye of Truth s
closed the children's book in his hands
lifting his head in Silence the Eye of
Truth is no more I am not the Eye of
Truth merely a. wandering Soul bearing
the name PS would you like to see the
true nature of this place iio was taken
aback as s suddenly withdrew his right
hand causing the scenery before iio to
shift rapidly everything began to vanish
transforming into a realm of ghostly
green when icho turned again in the path
he had traversed was gone and the
harmonious Village had vanished Darkness
enveloped the surroundings leaving only
dimly lit cells filled with a murky
green fog and an endless Corridor as
ichio surveyed his surroundings he
realized that all those he had seen
earlier were now confined within vast
cells their forms appeared both
insubstantial and real manifesting as
ghostly green Souls the atmosphere
unbearably oppressive when youo looked
back at s he was met with an ey so
coloss it could obscure the entire Sky
yet this I was ens snared within the
confines of countless soul-like pillars
in the prison before him in that moment
ichio comprehended this realm of heroic
spirits and the prison of the gods were
one and the same this place served as
both the burial ground for these Heroes
and their prison the hidden village was
but a beautiful facade in essence it was
a window into the Hall of Echoes or
rather a juncture between the Hall of
Echoes and the realm of reality
the immense I scrutinized him from
within the cell proclaiming what you
behold is the most authentic Visage of
this world upon tearing away the vibrant
facade what remained was a perpetually
unending Darkness W ichio gazed up at
the great Eye of Truth where a slender
tendril extended downward grasping a
book that I was the very children's book
Psalm had held earlier yet now its title
had transformed into the book of the
undead however to touch the truth comes
with a price before s could finish
speaking ichio was inundated with
countless Echoes surging into his
eardrums in an instant someone was
speaking many were speaking a thousand
10,000 a billion a 100 billion no it was
countless buzz in that moment ichk ears
were engulfed in a deafening hum and the
world fell eerily silent terrifyingly
silent why ichio slowly reached for his
ears opening his mouth to utter
something yet he was unaware of what he
said he could not hear had he do lost