The First of the Myriad Dimensions

He slowly rose to his feet. The Light Patterns on the Starship glowed softly, but still kept their gentle brightness. "We should go back," Boruto said, turning to look at Sarada and Mitsuki, a tender smile lifting the corner of his mouth. "It has already learned how to exist. Next, it will walk toward the omni-dimensions on its own."

The two of them looked at each other and nodded without saying more. They knew true protection did not mean staying at someone's side every step of the way, but giving them the space to grow freely. Just like the Realm of Primordial Birth back then, just like the Water-Drop Beings, the light mist of the Realm of the Unnamed also needed to explore the future that belonged to it.

The Starship slowly turned around and set its course back toward the Shinobi World. The light mist of the Realm of the Unnamed did not follow. It simply remained where it was, drifting gently, yet it wrapped an extremely faint strand of Breath of the Boundless around the Starship's railing.

That wisp of breath had no power and no form, yet it was like an invisible thread, tightly connecting the Realm of the Unnamed to the Omni-Dimensional Symbiotic Net.

On the journey home, every race across the omni-dimensions sensed the existence of the Breath of the Boundless. The resonance of the Glaze Clan grew more ethereal, the halos of the Stardust Clan grew softer, and the faint glow of the Water-Drop Beings became clearer. All living beings, in their own ways, welcomed this brand-new existence.

When the Starship entered the airspace of the Shinobi World, Konoha Omni-Dimensional Plaza was already filled with waiting figures. Naruto, Sasuke, the Nine Tailed Beasts, the clan heads of every race, and the shinobi and children