(Meanwhile within the Eternal Garden, Veyr's POV)
After holding a brief conversation with Veyr, Kaelith retreated to solitude once again, leaving him free to roam the Eternal Garden as he pleased, without placing any restrictions on what he could or could not do.
For Veyr, it was a strange kind of freedom, one that felt less like mercy and more like an experiment, as if the Great God was curious to see what a mortal would do when placed in paradise with no visible leash around his neck.
The Eternal Garden stretched endlessly around him, a landscape too divine to belong to mortal imagination.
Towering trees shimmered with translucent leaves that refracted light into ribbons of color, while crystal rivers flowed between fields of silver grass that swayed in a breeze that seemed to hum faintly with mana. The air carried the fragrance of blooming fruits and the faint sweetness of creation itself, as though the place had never known decay.
