As a young species, humanity's understanding of time and space remained relatively shallow. Though they had developed scientific concepts and tools considered basic in the universe, most people still could not fully comprehend the true nature and workings of time and space.
The most obvious manifestation was that different people defined time differently. They could find terminology in philosophy, physics, psychology, neuroscience, and other fields to describe their views, or even use the simplest calendar: a day had twenty-four hours, each hour had sixty minutes, and each minute had sixty seconds.
That was the "length" of time. Was it wrong? Of course not. Even children knew that a day had twenty-four hours.
But why?
In truth, this was determined by the temporal system humanity inhabited, one based on Earth's natural laws. Earth's rotation was relatively stable, so people could use that cycle to divide the length of a day.
But was such a narrow definition of time viable on a cosmic scale?
Was viewing or calculating the universe by human standards another form of idealism?
Moreover, people found it difficult to imagine the plasticity and infinity of time, such as the origin and end of the universe. At the very least, most people could never witness such things with their own eyes.
Yet the gods people had once worshipped seemed to be slightly stronger than humans. Supported by the lofty platform of faith, they stood higher and could see a little more of the scenery, though it was still far from everything.
At that moment, Amo stood silently waiting in a radiant space, holding a starfish in one hand. It resembled a grand hall, except the ceiling stretched infinitely far away.
Many enormous gray serpents circled above his head. These strange creatures emerged in the current dimension, roared for a