The Eternal Voyager glided through the endless expanse of space, its sleek frame cutting through the cosmic mists that lingered in the aftermath of the Middle Land's revelation. The crew was quiet, each member reflecting on what they had just encountered: a landmass stabilized by ancient mythic beings, a world teeming with creatures that seemed both familiar and alien. It had been a place of tranquility, a mystery of the cosmos that somehow defied the usual chaos of their adventures.
The Realm Lord stood at the helm, his eyes distant, his thoughts churning. The discovery of the Middle Land weighed heavily on him. It was rare to come across such stability in the chaotic spiral of galaxies, and yet it had felt… off. There was an energy there, something lurking beneath the surface that hadn't revealed itself, and it gnawed at him like an unsolved riddle.
