Noan realized he was flying through a space so vast, he couldn't even begin to fathom its true scale.
All around him were countless flickering lights, and in the distance, Noan could see clouds of every imaginable color, each containing myriad stars within.
"Is this... the universe?" Noan muttered, frowning.
His gaze shifted again toward the colossal eye watching him. Noan estimated it might be larger than thousands of galaxies combined.
That eye was strange—deeply strange—but it also stirred a strange sense of familiarity in him, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
At that moment, a beam of violet light shot out from the center of the eye, streaking directly toward him.
He tried to dodge, but his body wouldn't move. The violet light struck his chest, quickly transforming into an energy that surged through his entire body.
Noan felt his body begin to change—his cells were dying off, only to be replaced by new ones.
