Before Kael collapsed, he subconsciously entered the memory plane of the eight Primordials again.
The last thing he saw was N'bayé looking over him and the lionesses rushing to his fallen body with worry in their eyes.
Then, everything went dark.
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The Cosmos, as infinite as it was, never lacked its sense of beauty. Wherever one looked, stars decorated the void, and nebula clouds splashed their colors across the darkness.
It was quiet, a silence that wasn't deafening. With no point of direction, there was no up or down, no left or right. Just a destination and a path to follow.
Amongst the stars, an object flew gracefully.
The object was big, almost the size of a moon, and shaped like an oval. The end was forged to take on the appearance of a whale's tail.
Its metallic surface was dotted with lights and silver protrusions. Truly, it was a majestic vessel, one that would usually be called a spaceship.