Seeing this place in real life really hits different.
No matter how realistic the game's visuals had been, they could never fully capture this overwhelming emptiness.
Everything was white—
The sky.
The ground.
The endless horizon stretching in all directions.
An infinite, colorless wasteland.
I had seen something similar before—
The White Dungeon.
But compared to this, that place had been a mere recreation—a shallow imitation nowhere near the true scale of the White Realm.
It was only now, standing here with my own eyes, that I realized just how vast and unnatural this realm truly was.
It didn't feel like a place that should exist.
Yet, here I was.
Cheshire, still in his cat form, rested in my arms as I sprinted forward, my mana sense expanding as I searched for Alice.
His tail flicked lazily before he glanced up at me, his red eyes glinting with curiosity.
"So... care to explain how you managed to get here, Riley~?"
