Ed quickly came to a conclusion.
Go for it. If he could die from space travel the dungeon or system would have long since put a stop to him.
Even if he did die, was there really a problem? As Ed was inside of an undead body, the thought of death left him mostly unfazed. Coupled with his mental fortitude skill, he felt indifferent towards it.
Ed looked back towards the distant gate and could barely catch a glimpse of the skeletons sparring and meditating. If his body faced death, the skeletons would be left doing that for upwards of two hours.
'Better than doing nothing' Ed thought as he returned focus to the black void in front of him. He then plunged in an arm. There was no restriction. He also felt nothing perhaps a result of having no flesh.
He, therefore, dove right in.
