Ethan was extremely happy right now.
The emotion was rare for him, something he had almost forgotten after countless years of cultivation, slaughter, and silent endurance. It was not the shallow happiness born of victory or power, but a deep, aching relief that reached straight into his soul.
He found not only Rose, but also everyone else.
That single realization lifted a weight he had carried since the day everything fell apart. His family, his companions, the people tied to him by blood, fate, and karma were not erased from existence. They were scattered, displaced, but alive.
It seemed that when Rose was trying to go to the 36th dimensional sky with the team, a spatial portal had opened and transferred her directly to that distant Origin World.
