They say there is more than meets the eye. Perhaps this is true... The statement is completely subjective. Some of us see more than others... Some may even be able to see everything. In such a case, is "more" even possible? What even is more? Is it not all conceptual? These things are only abstract constructs of our minds. They likely aren't even real.
I only thought about these things because I had nothing else to do. The white, sparkly sky was my only company, really. I liked to lay flat on my back and stare at it. It was quite a lovely sight.
How unfortunate that no one else is able to take the beauty of it in.
This place is a dimension of its own. It's basically uninhabited...
I'm the only being that was created in this place.
I was made from the sky dust, to tell the truth. I'm not a person, but I'm not a god. I do not know what I am... I only know that I have always been called Ileyar. I do not even know what "Ileyar" means.
Why was I created? What is my ultimate purpose? If I am alone, surely there is none. My existence is meaningless...
That is how I used to think. I believed I had no purpose for millennia.
Hmm... I suppose you are here because the story fascinates you? I shall tell it to you, then.
