When the obsidian gold light surrounding Noah and Ul'moreth finally faded, Noah found himself descending toward something that expanded his comprehension of scale.
They were approaching the edge of a massive floating landmass that had to be tens of thousands of Gigaparsecs wide at minimum. The sheer size of it was something that many could not fully grasp due to the workings of Ginnungagap!
The edges they were landing toward displayed serene obsidian waterfalls that cascaded downward into the void below. But these were not water in any conventional sense. They were flowing instabilities of existence itself, filled with pure concentrated Mana that had not yet differentiated into any specialized form.
The falls shimmered with all possible colors and none simultaneously, creating visual paradoxes.
