Dream Realm.
Here, it had become a world blanketed in ice and snow.
In the cold white light, only the place where the Soul Nightmare stood was black, with traces of corrosion extending in all directions from its feet like a black spiderweb.
The immense Evil Ghost King had been frozen into an ice sculpture, with puppets buried under the snow and buildings covered in frost, and Rod had been frozen too.
The Dream Realm was heading towards destruction in the cold silence.
Until the next moment.
Suddenly, a surging heat emanated from the Obelisk, a round of orange-red light blooming like a flower, the intense heat distorting the air, melting the snow, and bringing the essence of the sun and fire.
The Dream Realm became bright and vibrant, as if it had come alive from the freezing cold, turning from winter into summer.
The powerful Power of Fire even began to remove filth and purify pollution.
