Alex and Silveria looked smaller than specks of dust when compared to the gigantic mountain range. They were like the iron sword carrying them, tiny and minuscule. Yet, the minuscule existences flew as if they accepted the challenge given to them.
They endured the intense waves of gusts and the chilling low temperature. Alex and Silveria regulated their breathing. With the wind's violent whispers in their ears, the duo flew up toward the clouds.
Stopping somewhere above the cloud, they looked around to find the peak.
Terrifyingly enough, the mountain range still stretched higher into the heavens.
If there is a space beyond this sub-space then surely the summit must be near the end of space.
Silveria felt dizzy. Meanwhile, Alex's eyes lit up, and he pointed in one direction.
"Look, over there!"
Silveria looked and she saw it.
