The blinding light faded, and slowly, the familiar white realm came back into view.
Feng Chen found himself standing in the same boundless, empty space he had been in before... an endless stretch of white with no horizon, no shadows, just a pure, infinite void.
The stark simplicity of the realm was almost disorienting after the overwhelming radiance of his encounter with the Supreme Creator.
The memory of the creator's words still lingered, their weight settling heavily on him.
A few paces away stood the system, its mannequin-like form as still and faceless as always.
The Supreme Creator had created this entity and sent it to him, yet now, looking at it, Feng Chen couldn't help but feel an odd mix of suspicion and fascination.
The Supreme Creator had said so much, yet so little had been explained.
He had barely had time to process it, and now here he was, face-to-face with the system once more.
