As he walked through the single island in this World. Covered by calm oceans on all sides, this island was dark, yet serene. Mark pondered.
The World Space. It was a more developed version of the Soul Space.
Reol'ran had once told Mark that all living beings, no matter what kind—humans, ants, or bees—all had a kind of mental scape hidden within them since birth. It was supposedly a higher dimensional space that one couldn't steal even if they kill others.
It was in that mental scape that the soul of a living being existed.
The Soul Space that all Demons had, in contrast, was a more evolved form of this formless mental scape. A space where the demons could store souls into if they just knew how to. And the World Space, that Mark now had, was a step beyond even Soul Spaces.
To create a World Space, a mental scape had to absorb a World Core.
Mark blinked.
What was a World Space?
