"What do you mean by that?"
"From the perspective of the Doomsday Land, it finds it difficult to understand why the 'Dream Realm Master' would choose you."
"An overwhelming confusion arises in your mind."
"At this moment, you've already guessed the identity of the Grey-winged Angel standing before you—one of the rulers of the Incredible Land, a pillar standing alongside the 'Dream Realm Master,' the 'Master of Millions,' and the 'Sun...'"
"The Doomsday Trumpeter."
"Is this truly the Doomsday Land?"
"You casually ask, trying to probe this pillar that commands 'Doomsday' and ascertain its attitude towards you. Meanwhile, you don't forget about the 'King of Nature' who is currently being shepherded."
"You direct most of your consciousness into the 'Ancient Roots,' traversing the boundless void of darkness, leaving only a sliver of awareness in the outside world to communicate with this 'Nameless Land.'