In a distant corner of the Omniverse.
Two figures were making their way across as if they were strolling on a fun little journey, an Existential Vessel in the form of verdant gold ship leading the way as ever so often, it seemed to breeze over the back of an Omniversal Authority.
Aboard this ship, two being sat down on verdant gold cushions as between them, an illusory construct of a massive Existential Domain could be seen- this actually being a loose recreation of the Source of the Imperium!
Sona had gone through great difficulty in grasping the weavings of existence and records to recreate this as they now studied it on how to best infiltrate to get what they wanted.
Noah looked at Sona's green and gold locks of hair, finding a few locks of blue within that seemed to be caused by her icy Source of Psychros.
