A vast corridor of light stretched endlessly ahead, towering pillars of radiance rising on either side. Even the stone within this space seemed to glow, piercing straight into the most vacant point of the heavens, their peaks nowhere to be seen.
Raphael's footsteps were unhurried, and one could sense the joy in every movement he made. He had made the greatest decision of his long life, and in the end, his God had returned bearing victory—a triumph more resounding than any before.
Right after the battle between Silvanus and the Outer God ended, when both were swept into the vortex of the void that would lead to other worlds, Raphael had not hesitated to use his authority.
The starry firmament where the constellations reigned contained the "stars" that carried the soul-power of the gods Silvanus had once portrayed. They existed as cards, drawing upon Silvanus's true divine authority and granting them genuine souls so they could aid Silvanus in a new world.
