Chapter 267: Isn’t it nice when our imagination is finally on point?
"So it was true? The stagnancy I felt in this place was because it was a suspended space?" I gasped and tilted my head to look at Natha.
"Well, not truly suspended, since time still flows for her and for us," Natha explained while looking around the space he hadn’t visited in a long time. "The land just kept repeating each day."
Repeating each day but only for a select point? It would mean that anything growing during the day would revert back to the condition twenty-four hours before; the weather, the sky, the wind blow--everything would be the same. Even if I came here and purposefully spread pollen so more plants would grow, everything would return to how it was supposed to be yesterday.
Everything that was blanketed by those nets of mana.
What kind of magic did she use? It must have been so complex, to separate this space from the rest of the world, and forcefully prevented it from changing. And then putting on a barrier that made people see it as another part of nature. There were probably dozens...no, hundreds of spells woven together to keep this place like this for hundreds, maybe thousands of years.
"...why?" I asked quietly in confusion.
Why would someone want to live in a place that never changed? Of course, I loved spring too. But watching the season change, watching things grow and pass...it was the joy of the living. Perhaps it was because I had been living most of my life inside an unchanging hospital room, but...this paradise almost felt like a prison.
"Maybe because she wants something that wouldn’t change no matter what, even when the world is destroyed again," Natha caressed my hair, and I remembered then; who she was. She was the First Vampire, the First Blood, one of the Sacred Guardians.
She had been here before the world was destroyed and rebuilt. I shouldn’t use my own perspective because there was no way I could understand the thoughts and feelings of someone who had lived for thousands of years.
"A space where everything is just perfect."
"It does look perfect," I sighed and leaned back on Natha’s chest again, deciding to just enjoy the scenery rather than thinking about the philosophy of it all. "It would be a nice place for Vrida and Jade to fly around."