The back of his hand was burning.

Iger had returned to his room early, dressed in nothing but a coral fleece robe. For safety, he had already prepared a decoy, an Iger dummy, before entering the dream. However, his actual body wasn't hidden in a closet or under the bed. Instead, it was hidden inside the dummy itself.

Truth within illusion, illusion within truth. Outwitting even the air itself was simply a fraudster's daily routine.

He stared at the glowing, heated mark on his hand. With his Gold Rank proficiency in the Mind Class, he could feel that the fuel sustaining the mark's activation was his own positive emotions.

This was a grand miracle of the Senheiser Family District. Once the primary crest activated the Miracle, all subsidiary...