A rift appeared out of thin air, its edges glowing with a dark, muted golden-red light.
The stars that had originally been packed tightly together began peeling away from the Star Pattern one by one, falling into the rift.
With every star that fell, the rift widened a little more.
When the last star fell, the rift had already expanded enough for a person to pass through.
"Go."
He stepped into the rift, and the scenery before his eyes changed in an instant.
When he opened his eyes and looked around, he was no longer in a dim cavern, but on an Empty Island.
Just as Velin was about to take a closer look at his surroundings, a golden phantom condensed in front of him.
"I have seen the light when the star map closes."
The golden phantom suddenly spoke, its voice spreading through the space.
"I have heard the song when the universe falls silent," Odor said, raising his head to watch the golden phantom as he replied in the Kairakron Language.
As his words fell, the features on the golden phantom's face grew somewhat clearer, and it continued, "I hold no door in my palm, yet I have knocked upon the walls of myriad realms."
"I bear no wings beyond my body, yet I have touched the shore of time."
"Fellow traveler." The golden phantom placed its right hand over its chest and gave a slight bow.
Seeing this, Odor bent the middle finger of his right hand to form a ring with his thumb, then placed it behind his back and bent forward until his body made a seventy-degree angle with the ground.
"One who has returned."
The next moment, the golden phantom's features became clear, but its figure also began to crumble at that very moment.