The hesitation lasted only a short while, yet Qianye felt as though he had traversed a thousand years. He looked up and saw the brilliant stars as well as the slowly gliding landmasses—the latter casting their shadows upon his face.

This world was just that empty and vast. Even those stars had suffered millennia of solitude, to speak nothing of a tiny, tiny creature like him.

Qianye’s mind was blank as he opened up the box and poured the Stillwater Rebirth inside.

The milky medicinal liquid was immediately absorbed upon contact. The originally unresponsive Dreameater King unleashed a pleasant cry as its body expanded at a visible pace. In the blink of an eye, it almost couldn’t fit inside the container.

The king seemed sentient. Seemingly knowing that the space outside was detrimental to its existence, it stopped growing once the box was full and fell into a deep sleep. After absorbing the medicine, the Dreameater King’s body released a constant stream of prismatic colors that made it difficult for the spectator to move their eyes away.

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