The first thing the priestess noticed wasn't how big the realm was, but what stood in the middle of it.
A giant lotus, its petals glowing with gold, crimson, green, and purple, rose like the heart of the world.
Each petal looked like it was made from pure treasure, giving off a warm, ancient feeling. From its center, streams of living energy flowed upward and wrapped around the huge soul sitting on it.
The lotus was massive—taller than the highest mountain, wide enough to hold an ocean—yet it still looked small compared to the soul it carried.
Noah's soul sat cross-legged on the lotus, perfectly still, lost in cultivation.
Streaks of pure, refined energy coursed upward from the lotus, threads of living light spiraling into the soul's vast form.
Each strand shimmered with the power of ancient laws, each pulse of light sending tremors through the surrounding space.
