As the door of riddles vanished, in Ace's mind, a riddle rang and engraved itself into it.
"{Sixth Riddle of Paradox: I am the vast expanse where stars doth climb, Yet I'm bound by neither reason nor rhyme. Eternal, yet fleeting, I weave, and I twine, A cosmic dance in the grand design.}
"{In me, all beginnings and endings align, A tapestry woven with secrets divine. I am the echo of each ancient chime, A riddle whispered through reality beguile.}
"{What are we, in this celestial prime? A puzzle unsolved, in the fabric sublime.}
Ace felt a profound mystery behind this riddle. He suddenly felt something appearing in his hand, and when he looked astonishingly, he found a translucent tablet with ethereal words that shifted with colorful pules!