Isha's vision blurred and the view in front of eyes morphed.
She was now in a pitch-black space with only two structures, one of which was a massive golden clock that displayed [36s: 24m: 05h: 32d: 155y]. The clock had stopped ticking after 11 or 12 years had passed, and this fact was something only Isha knew yet.
"Damn, it's been 155 years since I regressed this time..." Eshwar mumbled because he knew the existence of that clock; its presence in that pitch-black space surprised him, but not by much.
"..... No, it has counted all of your lives..." Isha mumbled.
And next to it was the Earth, which had 13 golden rings spinning around it in their own respective directions at extreme speeds.
"Hm?" Eshwar frowned at the sight and nodded in understanding after staring at it for a brief moment.
"Each ring represents one of my lives....so 13 rings..." He mumbled as he nodded his head in understanding.
