The space flickered slightly as Richard appeared in Heaven.
He looked around, quickly taking in the sights.
At first glance, this was an incredibly vast half-plane, but calling it a half-plane doesn't do it justice; it feels more like a complete world.
As far as the eye could see, there was no end to its expanse. It was many times larger than the largest half-plane Richard had ever seen—the Truth Society's main shelter—even possibly larger than the Main Continent of the Wizard World, if not the entire Wizard World itself.
This is the Heaven where the True God resides.
Underfoot, the deep brown soil felt soft, with dense, delicate green grass growing like a fine carpet across the earth.
This "carpet" stretched endlessly, seemingly covering the entire ground, occasionally punctuated by blossoms and towering trees, which formed decorative patterns upon it.
