The Eternal Voyager glided through the folds of space, its shimmering sails cutting through the cosmic dust like a beacon of light. The crew, still basking in the joy of reconnecting with their distant family members, felt reinvigorated. Their journey continued, and the universe, in its endless mystery, had more in store for them than they could have ever imagined.
As they traversed the void, they approached a galaxy unlike any they had encountered before. It was a galaxy filled with floating islands, suspended in the vastness of space, each with its own shimmering atmosphere. The sight was breathtaking—a sea of floating landmasses, each glowing faintly in the light of five massive suns that hung like eternal guardians over the entire system.
Drakken, always the pragmatist, narrowed his eyes as the islands came into view. "How are these floating without falling into the void?"
