That night, the night was tranquil. Starlight twinkled, and moonlight spilled down like a silvery veil.
Suddenly, the night sky above the entire continent trembled gently, like delicate music whispering by one's ear. A dazzling radiance burst forth, and soft, holy white light nearly illuminated the Kingdom Lands.
Countless mages came out curiously to look.
As Hekate was meditating, her consciousness was pulled into a space.
Hekate looked around at the expanse of white before her in confusion. In the distance stood rows upon rows of towering, magnificent buildings. A sacred, pure aura washed over her, filling her with a tranquil holiness as countless distracting thoughts vanished.
This is the space of an Angelic Main God. We cannot reveal her name to you, or she will learn everything connected to you.
Star's voice appeared by her ear. Hekate jumped in fright, but the pervasive holy power quickly calmed her again.
For the first time, Hekate understood what it meant for one's heart to be as clear as ice, unshaken even if the sky collapsed.
A gentle beam of light appeared before her, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn.
Within that radiance, a figure gradually emerged, like a deity stepping out of a dream. She wore flowing robes like drifting clouds, her brilliant golden hair like molten gold. The wings behind her were broad and elegant, while white mist shrouded her face, preventing Hekate from seeing her features clearly.
The Angelic Main God stared silently at Hekate for a long time before finally murmuring, "Starry Sky?"
"Who exactly are you?"
"Why can't I see your true identity?"
"Why were you able to make the Eternal Crown acknowledge you as its master?"
Hekate did not respond. The more she said, the more likely she was to make a mistake, so