It was a vast, breathtaking world. A sky filled with endless swirling distant galaxies, rivers of light meandering in air, floating landmasses. It was a sight of pure brilliance and wonder.
This was the Spirit World. Reinhardt took in all the sights; even for him, this was the first time he invoked such a skill.
A while later, his eyes shifted towards the centre where a colossal, radiant tree stood. The tree towered above everything, its roots sinking into the very void and its branches reaching through the fabric of dimensions.
Its trunk was made of intertwined luminous vines, thousands, millions, billions of them, and each of them supported the weight of this entire plane.
"Divine Tree… Yggdrasil."
Reinhardt muttered, [Eyes of Divine Clarity] already activated. A second later, he sighed to himself and spoke gently.
"My friend, I need your help."
