Worldwatchers
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Mercanta, Y. ????
Inside the cloaked weird-looking spaceship,
"We're here."
Ceris came out from behind the panel and announced arrival. They approached the window of the spaceship.
"It's just that there is nothing…" Ceris hesitated at the expanse of black and darkness outside.
"There is." Morpho came out from behind the other panel and approached the silver-haired spaceship owner.
Ceris looked at Morpho and then understood, "Right, then please guide us as someone who sees in the dark." They made a welcome gesture at Morpho.
"..."
Morpho sighed but went first and controlled the spaceship. After a while, the panel detected something and stopped.
"Thank you, Reaper."
"Mhm.."
Ceris started controlling the spaceship to prepare for an exploration. Morpho watched them from the side and looked outside as well.
"What do you want to do here?"
Ceris smiled, "I found something in the Mirror Room."
The spaceship owner looked at the midnight butterfly, "It was a string of numbers…They looked to have been anything and I do not know how to pinpoint them. But it came from the mirrors so they would be really important. I'm looking at anything that may be related to them. I've already tried calling in the Universe Line, solving them, and looking at every world that had those numbers. Now…"
"So, now you are trying them as coordinates." Morpho continued.
"Yup."
Ceris continued operating the ship. After a while, countless bright lights from far away came into view.
Slowly, the ship approached closer.
"A nebula?" Morpho asked.
"Yes, apparently."
"What are we looking for?"
"I don't really know."
The two continued to wander around the nebula. However, nothing else could be found except luminous cosmic gasses and dust that formed beautiful colors and shapes.
Ceris did not say anything throughout.
After a while, the ship stopped in the middle of nowhere.
Morpho sensed that Ceris was thinking about something, "How about we look for it outside?"
Ceris looked at Morpho and smiled, "I was planning to…but do you…?"
Morpho went to the door and put on the hood of their cloak, "Let's go."
"You're so nice, Reaper." Ceris' smile grew and went to the door of the ship. There was a feeling of anticipation in their tone.
The cloaked figure stared at the person with silver and red-hair but upon closer look, it seemed that there was helplessness and even a sense of indulgence was in that gaze.
Coming from worlds that have only knowledge about other worlds, there is always this feeling of excitement every time they venture outside that bubble—everytime they visit other worlds.
Worldwatchers.
The term may look to be a blessing but it is actually…very heavy.
Both of them exited Mercanta.