🌌 Extra Chapter: Illusory World

 🌌 Room of the End
The glass floor reflected memories like shattered mirrors of time. In the midst of that vastness, the fish oracle floated above his bouncing staff, narrating in a deep and solemn voice, like the host of an ancient documentary:
> “And so begins Dyor’s training... The end.”
Suddenly, his voice changed. Now it sounded like that of a mischievous, carefree eight-year-old child:
> “I have to go... By the way, don’t look for more of this story because you won’t find it.”
Auroria, confused and wide-eyed, watched as the staff hopped toward the exit door. She jumped up and shouted:
> “Wait! What do you mean you’re leaving? What about the next part?”
The oracle didn’t even flinch. He walked away casually, as if destiny wasn’t his concern.
> “I already told you—there are no more parts to this story. If you want, go forward to when Neirox is born... or look for another tale, like the one with the three little pigs.”
Desperate, Auroria ran after him. She leapt toward the staff, trying to grab it:
> “I asked you a question!”
Boom!  She slammed face-first into the wall. The fish oracle had teleported just before she reached him.
> “Ow, ow! Evil fish! Finish telling the story!” she cried in pain, rubbing her nose.
But he was already gone.


🌀 Room of the End (Auroria Alone)
The silence was so deep it seemed to echo. Auroria wandered around the room, circling the throne like a lost satellite. She sat, stood, lay face down, got back up. The glass floor kept projecting memories, but none went beyond Dyor’s training.
> “Stupid fish... Why didn’t you finish the story?” she repeated in frustration.
Time passed. There was no way to tell how much. Minutes, hours, maybe days.
> “I can’t find anything after that moment...”
More time.
> “Why doesn’t anything show up?”
More time.
> “Well... what now? I’ve already seen most of Neirox’s story, from his birth to age five...”
She spoke aloud, as if someone else were there. But she was alone.
> “Though the ending... I haven’t reached that yet. I wanted to see everything from the beginning...”
She sat upside down on the throne, then shifted to rest her feet on the armrests. She changed positions as if boredom were an incurable disease. Finally, she straightened up, a spark of intrigue in her eyes.
> “Now that that stupid fish is gone... I have no choice but to see what comes next in Neirox’s future.”
She sat upright. The glass floor began to glow with a bluish light. Images of the future unfolded like a river of stars.
Auroria whispered:
> “Show me what comes next...”