All of these sins, all because they haven't bathed in the glory of their Master!
"That's a world!" The voice of Mousie came from the sky, drawing the focused gazes of the Pet Beasts.
Strung up on the mast, it burst with a "bang," dissipating into wisps of crimson energy that cascaded down and reconvened into a seated figure on a lotus platform, peering profoundly ahead.
It even seemed more mature and stable!
Gary Smith asked curiously, "What does that mean?"
"Look at the substance that flows within that world." Mousie didn't answer directly, but instead extended a paw toward the front.
Gary Smith looked up and could see a dark red liquid flowing between the different Boundary Gates. It wasn't very clear, so he activated the Super Vision of the Eye of Truth and only then saw that it was full of impurities, like sewage and pus, filthy to the extreme.
And these things, Gary Smith was no stranger to.
"Historical dust!"
