[Somewhere in a random corner of the cosmos]
I had no idea how long I had been drifting through the void.
My consciousness had sunk into an endless darkness, while my battered body floated aimlessly through an unfamiliar region of space. The crimson threads that had struck me had left deep wounds across my body, and even though I had managed to escape before losing consciousness, their residual energy continued corroding my Divine Core.
My Soul Force was depleted, and the connections to my forty-nine Origins had become so unstable that I could barely sense their presence. Without any control over my body, I continued drifting farther away from the battlefield, carried through the void like a broken vessel abandoned in an endless ocean.
Yet even in that unconscious state, my mind refused to rest.
