Somewhere in the Upper Realm...
"Hahahaha, I did it! I did it!" an elderly man laughed, spreading his wrinkled arms. He had messy white hair and a wild beard, as if he hadn't bothered to comb it for months.
His booming voice echoed through the room with its ambient lights, fluttering the countless notes stuck to the wall. A massive flat board, nearly twenty metres wide, stood against the front wall, covered in complex calculations, patterns, diagrams and theories. Being at the Level Seven True God Realm, there wasn't much in this world that could provoke such a reaction from old Jarron.
The reason for his delight was the human-sized portal on the raised platform in the centre of the room, framed by walls of cold iron. Its other side was completely dark and filled with what seemed like countless stars. It was as if the cosmos itself had been opened for him.
