Then, our worlds are not gone — just "misplaced".

[ Maybe they are Schrödinger's worlds?! ]

I experienced them as if I had been living them, day by day, moment by moment. It felt like... I was home. Back in my world, which was safe and whole as if Kenos were the dream I was waking from and not my world a temporary reprieve from it.

It was indeed real, is what I mean to say.