In a dimension completely hidden from the prying eyes of every living creature, including the omnipotent Realm Rulers, a towering silver castle stood alone. It pierced into a clear, impossibly perfect blue sky, a monument of absolute isolation and ancient power.
WHOOSH!
The serene fabric of space tore open violently. A pure white gateway appeared from the void, and Sunny stepped out, his boots touching the celestial ground.
"So this is the plan?" he asked, his voice calm, staring at the translucent blue system screen that materialized beside him.
{Yes, Master. My Creator is in there, waiting for you.}
Sunny nodded and began his walk toward the massive silver doors of the castle. He moved his gaze to the side, noticing ethereal, ghostly figures moving in disciplined patrols all over the courtyard. Each phantom was armed with a long, glowing silver sword. Even though they outnumbered him, not a single figure dared to get close to his imposing aura.
"What are these?"
