2077. Perfect

The deep understanding that the short experience had brought to Noah's mind almost made him forget the dangerousness of the situation. The old rulers had teleported him outside the sky right after causing a major mess. That wasn't the time to ponder about his gains. He had to leave the area and make Heaven and Earth lose track of him.

"Shall we split here?" The old rulers asked. "We can give you a ride toward deeper areas of the higher plane, but Heaven and Earth can find us easily. We'll very likely end up facing a series of Tribulations in the next years."

"It's fine," Noah refused. "This has been a good distraction. I'd rather be alone for now."

"Then, was it worth it?" The old rulers questioned as a crack opened on their orange figure to create what seemed a smug smirk.

"It was definitely something," Noah admitted. "The universe looks immense, and there might be more past it."