Having finished his time with Willow, Jax fell asleep with her in his arms, and only woke up hours later.
He left the chamber, heading to the elevated cliffs overlooking the endless celestial landscape of the Witches Dimension, able to see all the sweeping changes happening all throughout the Dimension from when he arrived to now.
The skies no longer flickered or looked hazy. Instead, the artificial stars burned brighter than before, radiant streams of cosmic mana flowing smoothly across the heavens like glowing rivers woven through the night itself.
Even the air Jax breathed felt much cleared and laced with celestial mana, improving his quality of life.
Below him, Jax could see the once-damaged forests had now returned to vibrant life. Fields of flowers stretched endlessly beneath the drifting starlight, blooming in impossible colors that shimmered faintly with magic.
