How about a kiss?
Null. The never ending frontier of darkness.
There were many theories how this plane of existence came to be. From theories suggesting how there was a really old civilization before the age of gods to the more prominent one referring to how everything they saw in the null, was just illusions of a distance past or maybe even the future.
So in a sense, no one really knew what the null was. Not the gods, and certainly not the mortals.
But there were few who did attempt to understand more and explore more of the null. One of them were Misalae, the goddess of space.
"So, what happens when we meet this goddess?" Trerortra asked. "Would she help us trace heaven?"
"Probably not," Mihael said, slowly shrinking. "And don't mention to her, I'm Gerar." He became small, a child of maybe ten.
"Why not?" Rose wondered.
"Then she'd go crazy. She was always a crazy woman but for some reason she always went a bit too crazy for me."