Elsera Elf Kingdom.
Or, it could also be called the Elsera Elf Plane, the Elsera Elf Spacetime.
The Elsera Elf Kingdom that Orsaga had relocated here back then.
The homeland of Golanel and Allison.
It had developed quite well here.
At the very least, long ago, in an age so ancient it was beyond description, they had unquestionably become the absolute rulers here.
There was no helping it.
What was called destiny had been decided long ago.
Orsaga had altered everything back when he was still a Great Demon.
Neither the native powers nor the Plane Consciousness that should have stood high above all else had been able to change that fact.
Absolute violence equaled absolute power, surpassing all words, efforts, resistance...
Central Starfield.
Ralfar Star Sector.
One of Golanel and Allison's private preserves.
It had a diameter of roughly one hundred light-years.
Even after countless years had passed.
The outside world was filled with all kinds of spacecraft.
Enormous starry sky corridors spread everywhere.
Yet this place had still retained its most primordial scenery.
On each vibrant planet, every kind of primitive ecosystem had been perfectly preserved.
Within this Vast Starry Sky, whose diameter had expanded to five quadrillion light-years.
No being dared approach this place without first receiving a summons.
Or rather, even if some deathless fool tried to come near, the invisible predators drifting through multidimensional space would completely devour them before they could reach this place.
Flesh and blood bodies, metal constructs...
Or anything else.
All were treated equally.
At present, on a living planet whose surface area was roughly comparable to that of an ordinary Red Giant Star.
Orsaga stepped across the soft green primordial vegetation. After lightly sniffing the air twice.
He calmly looked up at the few gleaming stars overhead that were