The body of that "thing", at first glance, resembles a cloud of smoke that does not disperse, but on closer inspection it is a tangled curve that twists and turns in some strange way, and these curves weave between the three-dimensional world we see and the other dimensions that we do not see—I thank and curse my talent for seeing planes-time. And as they coiled and wriggled, a swirling and twisting halo of blasphemy emanated from "its" body.

Before my mind could react to the frustration of fear, my miraculous extradimensional perspective—damn it—brought my vision closer, revealing in every detail what seemed to be curves and curves. The indescribable distorted halo of light, perhaps another form of darkness, is as subtle and unpredictable as the aurora borealis across the sky. However, I did not feel the slightest pleasure in seeing the aurora borealis, on the contrary, the swirling halo of evil engulfed my consciousness like a whirlpool.

But my consciousness is not willing to give in and sink. Spirit, Qi, God, or anything else are united by my will, and I will break free from this invisible prison. I seemed to scream, and my body jerked back until it hit the hard rock wall. The pain permeated every inch of my muscles and bones in my back, but something more terrible than the pain robbed me of all my attention - it wasn't a hallucination or a nightmare, that "thing" was right in front of me right now, inside this underground cavern, between me and Tuttle.

It's hard to describe what it looks like or how it is constructed in language I'm familiar with, but it's undoubtedly from a terrifying world with three suns. Its "upper body" seemed to extend from many tentacle-like limbs, and it resembled the twisted branches of the tree I had seen before, and in the center of its torso was an abyssal mouthpiece that swirled and changed as if it were leading straight into the void.

Fear paralyzed my muscles, and I clung to the rock wall, unable to escape the monster for a moment—but the other's attention didn't seem to be on me. The blasphemous glow, ethereal, supple and malleable stuff thrust into the rock above, oblivious to the hard solid matter of the three-dimensional world—first the tentacle-like limbs, then what might be called the torso.

Its movements transcend the distance limits of the three-dimensional dimension - from an extradimensional perspective, I see a distant place, on the other side of the countless rocks, caves, and underground rivers that separate us, there is an unconscious humanoid figure entangled in the indescribable limbs, and then the body, connected to a part of this world, slowly sinks into the void through the mouthparts of the monster.

At that moment, the nameless restraint that had been placed on me seemed to suddenly disappear. "Run, Tuttle, get down from you!" I shouted, casting out my planeswalking abilities with nausea and fear - I would never want to make any contact with the monster in front of me. I locked onto a pillar protruding from the river and marveled at the monster's indescribable body structure in the higher dimensions, then tore through time and space, instantly appearing on the pillar.

"What's going on......?"

Tuttle, who had just woken up from his slumber, was subconsciously asking questions, and stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence - his eyes happened to be on the black hole in the center of the monster's body, but then I felt an unstoppable wave of fear rush over me, trying to drown me - the monster's attention seemed to have shifted from the unfortunate bastard who had been devoured to me, and instead of paying attention to Tuttle who was close at hand, he turned his eyes on the dark entrance to the abyss. The curves and surfaces that made up its body began to move in strange waves, and then I felt a terrifying suction on my soul coming from the other side, and my body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, its limbs freezing and congealing—but soon these sensations, along with the emotions of fear, gradually blurred, as if even the nervous system was about to stop working.

At this point, a strange thought – perhaps I should call it a "flow of information" – began to invade my consciousness, and almost instantly I was disconnected from everything that was familiar to humans. I was back in that magical world with three suns. The majestic temple that towered beside the blue-purple ocean, the indescribable shades of blue-purple, and the huge black triangle that took up almost half of the sky.

But this time I felt much more than that. In a moment when it didn't exist, my mind seemed to merge with the mind of the monster—no, more like I had invaded the core of its mind—and then the intricacies of thought activity, and the vastness of the world that could not be described in words, unfolded into me.

I suddenly realized a number of things, such as the fact that the unconscious man was the missing Mallory, who was an agent of some hidden force in the city of Incanok, and that the monster and the power behind it were targeted by a treasure that should not belong to mundane mortals, the concept of "mortals" including the inhabitants of the dream world. It was a wide, rune-encrusted belt of unknown material, with a palm-sized circular base in the center, and it was clear that something was missing, and the monster knew that the missing part was the key to assisting the wearer to travel to places outside of time.

But this information is only a small wave in the flood of information. Memories and imaginations became blurry and confusing, but I soon realized that the judgment of "fuzzy" and "chaotic" was based on my worldview and values as a human being—and then at a moment that seemed to be non-existent, I seemed to break through the shackles of causality and three-dimensional space, and what I witnessed next was a strange and magnificent scene that could not be described in words.

Until now, I still have no way of knowing how long I was in this state at the time, and maybe time meant nothing to me in that state. When I finally "woke up", I was greeted by Tuttle's leg kicking sideways. The flesh imbued with extraordinary strength slammed into the monster's seemingly disembodied body as if it were hitting an elastic rubber ball, only to see something fly out of its body and fly towards me, and the monster swayed its body and fell downward.

I reached out and saw the belt from the monster's memory, and a round part was missing from the center. Looking down at the underground dark river below, the calm water surface suddenly stirred up a thousand waves, and the turbulent water formed an unprecedented huge whirlpool, swallowing the nameless monster that fell whole, and then regained calm in a very short time, and the white fine sand lay quietly on the riverbed.

It's over...... Is it?

I looked at the belt in my hand, it was quite heavy, but it felt light in my hand, and the inlaid mysterious rune emitted a blue-gold shimmer. Tuttle rose and fell a few times from pillar to pillar, and finally jumped up beside me, with a strange look on his face, but said nothing.