Darkness, the void, coldness…
There were no sounds at all; it was deathly stillness everywhere.
The flying shuttle was flying toward the direction leading to the exit of the Milky Way galaxy.
That place was already considered a place outside of humanity's star region.
Between galaxies, there might be a distance of a hundred of millions of light-years, and between them, only regions of darkness could be found. There was only cosmic dust and no fixed stars to provide light; the region was shrouded in complete darkness.
One must know that in the universe, there wasn't up or down; beginning or end. Simply said, there was no such things as directions.
The flying shuttle proceeded forward. It would be very easy for it to lose its way if it were not for the Great Wall University behind them radiating light. After a while, they entered a stretch of star rivers that were like lamps of the universe, illuminating the way back for travelers.
