Though this theatrical play is merely an Illusionary Realm, the story itself is not fictional.
That is to say, Alex truly existed.
Although Nail Granny didn't know who the Alex in the story was, she had an inexplicable premonition in her heart. Even if Alex wasn't the same person as "him," they must be related in some way.
"Can you tell me where the story occurred? And the protagonist, Alex, where is he now?" Nail Granny's voice was soft, and although no significant emotional fluctuations could be heard, Angel sensed a sense of urgency yet cautiousness in her inquiry.
Under Nail Granny's expectant gaze, Angel shook his head: "I don't know either."
His answer left Nail Granny struggling to hide her disappointment: "Then how did you come to know of this story? And how can you confirm that he's real?"
Angel quietly stared at Nail Granny.
In his mind, Nail Granny was surrounded by layers of Mist, a calm, powerful, and mysterious witch.
