According to the scattered records in ancient texts, the Star Realm was not the universe or starry sky as commonly understood, but a silver void connecting innumerable planes—the primordial tapestry underlying the structure of reality.
There, the constraints of direction and gravity did not exist, nor did time flow in any mundane sense.
Thought itself was the vessel for navigation; a single, powerful intent was enough to propel a traveler across that boundless silver void, speeding onward past the shimmering halos of distant planes.
Legend told of the scattered remains of Deities, lost kingdoms, and wonders left by ancient faiths, yet it also concealed indescribable dangers.
For example, the astral whales that fed on the emotions and memories of travelers, or even more bizarre and unfathomable entities.
For the vast majority of mortals, it was a mysterious dimension that could only be glimpsed in the instant the soul left the body.
