"Good friend, I look forward to our next meeting."
"Well, goodbye then."
The farewell of the blue, large octopus came naturally at the moment it took off its crown, revealing its true form, causing the boundless mystery, which had finally calmed down, to boil once more.
Billions of universes and dimensions trembled, chaotic storms swept across the mystery, and all spirits had to open their eyes, looking up at the endless shadow above infinite dimensions, dragging the universe along. It existed for only a brief moment before it uttered a sound that only the "witness" could understand.
"...We are gods... we unite... we shatter... we separate."
In that vast and majestic voice, the divine kingdom, which had ascended above boundless mystery, began to fall.
Tang Qi and the Fool's Ship sank together, swaying inward into the mystery.
