Years had passed since the completion of the Final Restoration, and the cosmos bore witness to something unprecedented in its long history—the Goblin Queendom had taken root across the boundaries of existence itself, establishing a realm that bridged consciousness and void with unprecedented harmony.
Reed stood on the crystalline balcony of the Eternal Citadel, watching as streams of emerald light carried messages between distant realities. The sight still filled him with wonder, even after all this time. What had begun as desperate survival had evolved into something beautiful beyond imagination—a living network of consciousness that spanned dimensions and touched every corner of known existence.
