Two hours later...
The party had finally ended, and everyone returned to their respective homes.
But Leon didn't go back right away. Instead, he wandered down to the beach and sat on the soft, white sand.
Leaning back on his hands, he looked up at the endless sea of stars glittering across the night sky.
Each one represented a solar system—millions, no, maybe even trillions of them.
Without realizing it, a question rose in his mind: Were the gods truly the ones who ruled over this vast universe?
If so, why were they so focused on this world... and not the others?
"Could it be that every world has its own gods?"
As the thought crossed his mind, Leon paused for a moment, then let out a quiet sigh.
He didn't know if his guess was right, but he believed the answer would reveal itself eventually.
With a small shake of his head, he pressed two fingers to his temple and called out,
"Miranda, are you there?"
