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Chapter 1585 A Goddess!
Faint particles of light drifted everywhere.
They moved slowly, almost lazily, like fragments of stars that had broken free and now wandered aimlessly. Some glowed with soft blue light, others shimmered in gold or pale white, and each one carried a subtle presence, as though they were remnants of forgotten moments or pieces of existence that had been left behind.
There was no sun.
There was no source of light that could be identified.
Yet the entire world was illuminated.
The glow came from everything at once, from the ground, from the drifting particles, and most of all from the immense tree that stood at the center of it all.
That tree dominated the realm.
It rose upward in a way that defied scale, its trunk vast and ancient, marked by patterns that seemed to shift when observed too closely. Its surface was neither wood nor energy, but something in between, something that carried the weight of time itself.
Its branches extended endlessly, reaching out into the distance until they vanished into a space that could not be seen. Each branch carried countless leaves, and every single one of them shimmered with an otherworldly glow.
Some leaves glowed like distant stars.
Others pulsed gently, as though they held life within them.
And when Max focused on them, he felt something strange, as though each leaf contained a fragment of something far greater, something that could not be understood through simple observation.
The light that radiated from the tree was soft and profound.
It did not illuminate the world in a harsh or overwhelming way. Instead, it wrapped around everything gently, creating a sense of calm that settled deep within the soul. It felt ancient, eternal, and untouched by decay, as though the tree had existed since the beginning of existence itself and would continue to exist long after everything else had faded.
The space around the tree felt different from the rest of the realm.
It was denser, not in weight, but in presence.
The closer Max stood to it, the more he felt that he was standing before something that transcended everything he knew. It was not just a tree. It was a symbol, a source, something that connected to the very foundation of reality.
Max stood there in silence, his gaze fixed upon it.
For the first time in a long while, there were no thoughts racing through his mind, no immediate questions or calculations.
There was only a quiet sense of awe as he took in the world around him, a world that existed beyond time, beyond space, and beyond the understanding of everything he had known until now.
"What kind of world is this?" Max muttered, his voice low as his gaze swept across the strange and boundless realm around him.
A trace of confusion settled deep within his expression.
For a brief moment, he began to question whether he had truly entered the Ascension Tunnel at all. Instead of leaving the secret domain as he had expected, he had arrived in a place that felt even more distant from reality. This realm was not only unfamiliar, it carried an otherworldly presence that made everything he had experienced before feel ordinary in comparison.
Nothing here followed logic.
Nothing here felt grounded in the rules he understood.
Unable to make sense of it, Max turned his attention toward the enormous tree standing at the center of this world. It was the only constant, the only thing that felt like a destination in a realm where direction itself seemed meaningless.
He decided to move toward it.
Dark red wings unfolded behind his back, their presence sharp against the quiet stillness of the world. With a single motion, he flapped them and propelled himself forward, cutting through the strange, shimmering air.
At first, it felt as though he was moving.
But as time passed, something began to feel wrong.
The tree did not grow closer.
No matter how much distance he thought he had covered, it remained exactly as it had been before, neither nearer nor farther away. It was as though the very concept of distance had been twisted, as though moving toward the tree was nothing more than an illusion.
Max slowed down, his brows furrowing.
"What is going on?" he said, frustration beginning to creep into his voice.
He tried again, pushing forward with more force, yet the result remained the same. The tree stood unmoved, unchanged, as though it existed outside the reach of motion itself.
A faint annoyance rose within him.
"I just want to leave this place," Max muttered, his voice carrying a trace of helplessness as he looked toward the towering tree. "Can I not just go back peacefully?"
"You wish to leave without even meeting me?"
A gentle voice echoed through the air.
Max's eyes sharpened instantly as he turned his head, his senses expanding outward.
"Who is there?" he asked, his tone turning cautious.
His Dimensional Sovereign Body swept across the entire area, probing every corner of the space around him. Yet despite his efforts, he could not detect any presence at all.
It was as though the voice did not belong to anything that could be sensed.
"I am here," the voice said again, soft and pleasant.
This time, Max saw it.
Not far ahead of him, in a space that he was certain had been empty just moments ago, stood a small tea table. It was simple in appearance, yet carried an elegance that felt out of place in this surreal world. Two chairs were placed on opposite sides of the table, as though waiting for a quiet conversation to begin.
Seated in one of them was a woman.
Max's gaze stilled the moment he saw her.
She was breathtaking.
Her long white hair flowed gently, glowing faintly as though it carried its own light. Her face was flawless, serene, and beautiful in a way that felt beyond human comprehension. There was no imperfection, no flaw, only a quiet and natural grace that made her seem unreal.
She wore a white dress adorned with hints of gold and soft blue, the colors shimmering subtly as if woven from light itself. Her entire presence felt calm, yet it carried a depth that was impossible to measure.
Looking at her, only one thought formed in Max's mind.
"A goddess…"
"I am honored that you would call me that," the woman said with a gentle smile, her voice calm and warm.
She looked at him quietly before speaking again.
"Now then, would you care to sit and share a cup of tea with me?"