The moment his other-self returned to him, Carl opened the realm interface again and solidified the lighthouse as a restricted place and cemented it as a permanent structure, then he locked the entire island's atmosphere to be comfortable.
"I think I'll call it Bakunawa's overwatch, but the rest of the world is just a reminder of a prison that should have never existed. Do you mind?"
"Are you finally going to use that skill?" Klaire asked with genuine excitement.
"Wait, what skill?" Gillian asked, a little teary-eyed by what he had just witnessed.
"Neo-Genesis."
"That sounds great, I think he'd like the idea of this place becoming anything other than a land of lonely incarceration." Gillian wiped his eyes and slapped his cheeks and then Carl activated the skill.
The entire realm around them burst into flames, the savage primordial birth of a new world taking place all around them.
