I flew the ship back into the base, I didn't really want to slip through the folds of reality again if I had to, that was a rather madness inducing sight. As I gently brought my ship down to land a troop of aliens in Protector uniforms, a red and white ensemble that I could definitely see myself slipping into somewhere down the line. Yet, instead of greeting my return like a hero, they had their weapons brandished and pointed straight at the ship. I knew I should have felt concern, but all things considered I was riding on a high after saving the day and unlocking a bunch of insane powers. I felt unstoppable. I felt a buzz of concern in the back of my mind from the Zietriss, but I knew everything would probably work itself out in the long run. In this universe it seemed like things could only ever go right for me, and that was something I could get behind.