A few more months passed in the outside world, which, for Ash and the inhabitants of Pantheos, translated into countless years.
During that time, Ash had done one or two things—well, three, to be completely honest.
First and foremost, he focused on guiding and shaping Emma into the ultimate world builder.
This proved far more challenging than it seemed, as each of the ten boundless stars already embodied specific aspects of something they were already in.
Which was a novel aspect, and all of this meant she had to figure out exactly what a novel truly was.
Even with her star entity, mastering the subtle intricacies of proper world-building wasn't exactly an easy feat.
The second thing he'd done over this time was read and finally each and every Reality had finally fallen.
Now, everything beneath the Prime Expanse was quite literally nonexistent—a pure, empty void.
