In today's Shadow City, if you looked up at the sky, you would find a magnificent and mysterious arc of land above the highest clouds. This land hung high above Shadow City, which had expanded beyond anything that could still be called a city, stretching in every direction to the limits of sight. Its slight downward curve at the center vaguely revealed that this land was actually part of some sphere, yet its immense scale and grandeur made it impossible to see its full extent.
The land in the sky was covered in alternating silver-white and emerald-green colors. The silver-white was alloy-built cities, while the emerald-green was lush, flourishing jungle.
It was like another world reflected in the sky.
This spectacle had been the most eagerly discussed topic among Shadow City's residents over the past two days. Its grandeur, mystery, and magnificence had drawn even more attention than the Military Integration Department's Sky Fortress. Many people speculated about the origins of that reflected world, while others, either well-informed or privy to insider knowledge, busied themselves spreading various versions of the truth. But there was only one truth, and it was remarkably simple: it was the New Empire's capital planet, its homeworld, Gaia.
All right, I knew this homeworld's original name had not been Gaia, but considering that the planet had now become the temporary body of a certain phantom girl, I had decided to name it Gaia.
The cosmic reconstruction work in the former Kopru Star Sector had ended, and even the subsequent adjustment work was complete. Gaia and the homeworld under her control naturally no longer had a mission in that star system. After discussing it with Sandora, I decided to transfer the planet into Shadow Space—and that had happened several days ago. At the time, we had still