While the realm demon was destroying the floating island.
On another side.
The endlessly vast space vortex.
Where chaotic winds never stopped blowing.
Countless strange creatures, mysterious structures and other unknown existences drifted about the space vortex without end, occasionally showing up within the space streams.
This was the underside of numerous worlds.
This was a space of nothingness born from the destruction of space and time of countless worlds.
A flushing current-like wind was sweeping a bright blue medal flying through the chaotic space vortex.
This medal was so small and so unassuming that it could be said to be unnoticeable.
That was why none of the creatures in the space vortex ever felt interested in it.
Its flight had continued for too many years to count.
And it didn't seem like that would change any time soon.
However, at this very moment, something did change.
