While Sunny drifted through the lightless corridors of the deep void, his cosmic form flickering like a ghost between the void, the worlds within him were experiencing an era of unprecedented tranquility.
Inside the inner world of his soul, the City of Gods, the Realm of Advancement, and the sprawling Multiverse of Gods existed in a state of absolute grace.
Thea's silver particles permeated every atom of the atmosphere, acting as the ultimate nervous system for the territory.
Through her, every prayer was heard, every stomach was filled, and every heart was calmed.
It was the perfect utopia.... a diamond-hard sanctuary where the concepts of hunger, plague, and fear had been edited out of reality by the Sovereign's will.
But perfection, as the ancient ones knew, has a price.
High upon the balconies of the City of Gods, two figures stood overlooking the endless, shimmering expanse of the inner world.
