In the deep, boundless special space, distant clouds and mist surged endlessly like ocean tides, transforming into all manner of bizarre and fantastical sights. The entire world maintained its long-standing silence, as though it would continue forever.
The silent atmosphere was broken.
Ripples spread through the void. The stable structure of space-time twisted and reassembled, becoming a Vortex Passage upon the surface of the water.
A figure passed through the vortex and arrived in the space.
Anviya stretched lazily, letting out a long sound through her nose. Only within this space she had created with her own hands could her body truly relax.
She casually set down the large bag of snacks she had just bought and threw herself onto the bed.
Her body bounced a few times atop the fluffy, soft mattress.
She kicked off her shoes, pulled a pillow over her head, and stopped moving.
Tick-tock, tick-tock. The space seemed to return to its original tranquil state, yet it was no longer lifeless. It was as though color had been added to a black-and-white image, making it vivid and bright.
A few minutes later, Anviya suddenly sat up as if startled awake from a dream.
She stood up. The bed sank beneath her feet as she walked to the headboard and picked up a golden scale.
The scale was the size of a palm, giving off a peculiar metallic sheen. Mysterious patterns were engraved across its surface, though they also seemed to have grown from within it.
Ausia injected a trace of energy into it.
The scale brightened somewhat, and streams of light flickered through its patterns.
Music began to play, echoing beside her ears.
Before long, all the patterns lit up completely, and the music stopped.
"Good evening, Madam Speaker."
Anviya knelt by the head of the