The entire Ethereal Realm shuddered in response.
The once clear sky darkened in an instant, ink-black clouds coiling like serpents, devouring the last traces of light.
The mountains groaned, rivers swelled, and the earth itself split apart. Jagged fissures tore through the land, gaping like the fanged maw of some monstrous beast, stretching in all directions.
Then came the wind—a violent, howling force that swept through the land, tearing up sand and foliage, shrieking like a chorus of restless spirits.
Panic seized the creatures of the forest. Birds took to the sky in frantic swarms, beasts bolted through the undergrowth, all fleeing as if from an impending apocalypse.
“What... What’s happening?” Kishor’s eyes widened in shock as he watched the earth-shattering changes unfold before him. His voice trembled involuntarily, unable to mask his unease.
Ararat’s brow furrowed, his gaze locked onto the documentation device in Jared’s hand. His voice was grave. “It has to be that device. It’s the source of this disturbance... There’s a secret hidden within it.”
Infinides stroked his beard, a flicker of concern flashing in his eyes. His tone was low, almost as if speaking to himself. “Such immense fluctuations... I fear they signal the emergence of the Heaven and Earth Array. Jared is triggering it. Once it fully reveals itself, we’ll finally be able to decipher its mechanism—and then, at long last, we can return to the celestial realm.”
The moment his words sank in, both Kishor and Ararat stiffened. A thrill of excitement shot through them.
They had longed for nothing more than to return home. And now, that possibility was finally within reach.
At that moment, Jared was completely absorbed in the world within the documentation device.
In the vast expanse of his consciousness, ancient and enigmatic visions flickered like lanterns in the night. He bore witness to the birth of mountains and rivers, their endless transformations over time. He saw the celestial bodies tracing their eternal orbits, the stars waltzing through the cosmos. He glimpsed the rise and fall of countless beings, caught in the unending cycle of life, death, and rebirth.
Woven throughout these visions were nearly imperceptible threads—delicate yet indomitable. They intertwined like the veins of existence itself, the very fabric of laws of nature made manifest.
As Jared delved deeper, his awareness expanded. He no longer felt like a mere observer. His consciousness stretched, dissolving into the Ethereal Realm itself.
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Truly an epic, could very well be a movie series just like the Lord of the Rings....