"If you want something done, just do it yourself."
The moment Nuvagor said these words, he placed his hands together and made a hand-sign.
"I didn't want to use this skill because it consumes a lot of energy and it'll reduce the amount of time I have left in this world."
A grin appeared on Nuvagor's lips, "But for you who has piqued my interest, I'll make an exception."
"Imperium; Eternal Sleep."
Corey's eyes widened in disbelief and shock when he heard Nuvagor's words. Before he could react or even twitch a single muscle, a sigh drifted across time, space, and the world.
Silence.
Pure darkness engulfed the world for a moment, and then a second later, Corey opened his eyes withing a field of dusk-hued fog. The sky above was a slow-moving swirl of stars melting like candle wax, and beneath his feet was a vast land of transparent and chaotic glass mosaic.
He blinked, and the glass mosaic transformed into a vast ocean.
