What was even more frightening was that as this information flooded in, he began to see terrifying scenes.
Amid the stars, something was moving—so immense that it defied imagination, its shape twisted beyond the limits of human understanding.
"It" writhed and stretched, devouring every planet and even every star it passed, like a gigantic black hole, yet somehow more... conscious than one.
Ron suddenly realized that the afterimage he was witnessing might be what the traveling wizard who had originally created "Whispers of the Star Eater" had seen.
It was undoubtedly a cosmic-level horror, an ancient entity beyond human comprehension.
"So this is the weight of knowledge... It's truly heavier than I could have imagined. No wonder that traveling wizard went mad..."
As this thought arose, his thoughts began to grow disordered, and his brain throbbed as if it were being pierced by countless sharp swords.
In truth, he was not directly looking at that entity. He had merely glimpsed a corner of it unintentionally through a gap between the stars.
Yet that single glance was enough for an indescribable terror to sweep through his entire body in an instant.
His mind was dissolving, his thoughts collapsing, like an ant trying to understand a volcanic eruption or a drop of water attempting to contain the entire ocean.
"My thoughts are overloaded... I have to stop making contact..." The sea of consciousness continuously sent Ron danger warnings.
The Observer hurriedly tried to interrupt his meditation and return to reality, only to find that his consciousness had already been firmly seized by that scene and could not easily break free.
The stars began to flicker at an unhealthy frequency, while the babble grew shrill and piercing, like countless insects crawling through his mind.
"No, this isn't what I wanted. I have to