Outside the realm perceivable by mortal spirits lay the boundless Void. Only the beings of true godly essence and some mortal races who attained detachment through various means, along with the native creatures of the Void, could roam its expanse.
However, even for a deity, losing direction in the Void and falling into a lesser interlayer dimension could lead to a downgrade in their divine strength, trapping them for tens of thousands of years.
Not to mention finding something specific lost within those layers.
For gods, tens of thousands of years could pass in the blink of an eye.
But for those mortals.
A day in the heavens, a year on earth.
This isn't just an old saying hidden within myths.
The vast stretch of time represents an uncrossable lifespan chasm.
"At last, we found it."
In the deep darkness of space, a little Lolita with pink hair, her slender nude feet guided by starlight, walked in the light towards the nearby battleship, her heart overwhelmed with emotions.
