[ that definitely sounds like an alternate realm. the ancestral realm hadn't had any stars while the other side had been made with them. it simply had endless woods and a literal isolating way of going about daily life.

it's all intriguing, and it shows on his face. despite the oversized shirt, he crosses his arms against his chest. he peers up at the sky with narrowed eyes. ] The sky does look a little normal… But I can't be sure.

[ while he may have laid on his back for one hundred years, he never got to be neutralised with his coffin open. :c ]

Maybe if you feel like it, you should see if the stars look like your stars. You never know if you'll be onto something.