"Hmm--"
Shiayar nodded.
"Indeed, that's how it is."
"However, just as I previously guessed."
"If the creator who once ruled an entire Age of Gods had to hide on a single island in the Endless Ocean Domain, even cloaking themselves in darkness to avoid the sight of other fabled creatures, it would be quite farcical."
"During these five hundred years of slumber, after I defeated that remnant soul, I too have gained something."
A subtle glow flickered in Shiayar's eyes.
His fingers moved slightly.
In the next moment, sitting on his shoulder, Jayee in her metal fairy form flapped her wings and gently took flight.
Streams of Silver data, appearing both illusory and transparent, yet perceptible to spiritual power, flowed from between Jayee's wings.
They were then caught and analyzed by the spiritual power of those present.
Each data stream contained vast information about the First Era, swallowed by Shiayar from the remnant soul of the Ancient Sun God.
