David felt like this time he had really screwed up.
But not completely.
Because after his "soul departed," he wasn't summoned by the cold Styx River, as legend would have it.
Instead, he ascended right where he was... Quite literally.
His consciousness passed directly through the cave's barriers, through the clouds, and just as he was about to shoot into uninhabited outer space, POP! It was as if he had pierced through a layer of the world's membrane.
He arrived in a world of crystal-clear silver skies in all directions, a dazzling and splendid realm.
...I couldn't have gone straight back to my home in the Astral Plane, could I? David murmured uncertainly to himself.
According to the knowledge described in the Dragon heritage, their kind, the Sed Ponga, originated from a clan of Red Dragons stationed in the Astral Plane.
