The dragons arrived back at the Pocket Domain, but this time they materialized in a corner far removed from where the gods were gathered.
The domain had reached its peak level with Aiden becoming the Dragon King, and the transformation had expanded it to truly incomprehensible proportions.
The space reached endless in every direction, vast beyond measure. A planet could fit in here perfectly and occupy barely any space at all.
Floating platforms were at various distances of the void, some close enough to see clearly and others so far away they appeared as mere specks of light against the darkness.
Aiden was by himself in a certain corner, with his back turned toward the others. His teeth were gritted as he tried to control the welling emotion in him.
He hated that this was all his fault. Every single consequence that had unfolded stemmed directly from his decision to use Checkpoint.
