The long journey had cleansed his soul.
Leon felt that he understood. He had figured it out.
Naturally, he now knew what to do.
Matters of the heart were that simple.
Leon returned to his Divine Kingdom Universe.
Beneath the profound Starry Sky, he floated quietly.
He was so calm and relaxed, as though asleep, yet also deep in contemplation.
Stellar's sunlight fell across his face, golden halos rippling outward. He looked sacred and solemn, like a god.
At one moment, the sunlight on his body suddenly began to fluctuate.
Then, every particle of light surged toward him.
The flowing light created a warped spectacle, making it seem as though Leon himself had been twisted.
Before long, all the light around Leon had been swept away.
That place became a pitch-black, lightless domain, as though it had turned into a black hole.
But it was not a black hole.
It was the cocoon of light formed by Leon's transformation.
He had absorbed too much light, far too quickly—so quickly that even time could not keep up.
As a result, a strange sight formed within the cosmic void.
A pitch-black hole wrapped in sunlight, yet devoid of any brightness.
It was as though the universe had been burned through by something scorching hot.
This hole soon drew spectators.
Eternity, whose body was made of the Starry Sky, was the first to appear.
Not long afterward, His siblings, children, and nephews also arrived.
A group of abstract conceptual entities surrounded Leon's "cocoon."
They were not the only ones. More and more people gradually gathered.
Tony arrived in his beloved Celestial armor.
Wanda flew over, her body supported by Chaos Magic.
Dark Strange, JARVIS, Uatu, Diana...
Many people had gathered.
Leon had not found a quiet place to seclude himself for this breakthrough.