The clock struck midnight, and they found themselves transported into Selena's ethereal realm, each seated in thrones, resembling gods plotting to alter the present.
Aether took the lead, proclaiming, "Praise the Moon," with Lucy Hall echoing the sentiment. Lucian, ever enigmatic, remained silent.
Selena sat in silence, her visage indiscernible, as though she were without a face, commanding an eerie presence at the head of the table.
"Today, you shall shape the present," she intoned in an otherworldly voice, drawing all eyes to her.
Aether's gaze widened as she thought, We are to change the present?
Lucy focused intently, straining to catch Selena's next words.
Meanwhile, Lucian contemplated, It could be either thwarting the plans of the malevolent Goddess or stopping the man in purple.
Then, Selena's voice resonated within Lucian's mind, "Explain the situation with the Everlasting Bliss."
