Back in the Erebus Galaxy, more specifically on the World of Thal…
Ash found himself on a floor that felt like pure paradise. After leaving the floor of Foxes, he didn't bother stopping at every level along the way. Instead, he stuck to his original plan, moving forward without paying attention to what was happening on each floor.
That was until… he reached floor 95—it was four floors from the last inhabitable floor. The reason he stopped was because it was unlike any of the others.
This floor was a living garden of eternal bloom and seductive opulence, a matriarchal paradise sculpted by feminine will. Towering trees of rose-gold bark rose into skies painted in perpetual sunset hues—crimson, violet, and molten amber...
Rivers of liquid starlight wound through emerald meadows, their waters warm and faintly glowing, reflecting not the sky but the deepest fantasies of whoever gazed into them.
Floating gardens hung suspended by invisible threads...
