Night turned to day in the outside world, and in that same period of time, a little over 6 months passed in the Sanctuary.
In this time, neither Damien nor Astoria had moved much at all.
In these 6 months, both geniuses were utterly focused on the World Creation Event, watching with front-row seats as the World Core bloomed earth and an atmosphere and eventually gained all the necessary components to be a true world that could house life.
Oceans formed, mountains rose and fell, and eventually, when the tectonic plates completed their first shift, the world settled in place and was born.
It wasn't a fanciful phenomenon that was announced all over the universe. If so, wouldn't the universe be crowded with such obnoxious phenomena?
Instead, the world was covered in a barely visible blue light film that faded soon after, though its presence could still be clearly felt.
"M-master…" Astoria voiced, her words echoing through the empty void.
