Ren wasn't expecting much from the tenth server.
He treated Angelica's words with caution, taking them with a grain of salt. A part of him believed she was simply trying to mess with him—planting doubt, stirring curiosity, or leading him into a trap.
That woman had a habit of smiling while hiding sharp edges.
But the moment Ren confirmed his selection and the world around him dissolved, he realized that whatever Angelica meant—it wasn't a lie.
Ren found himself alone.
Completely alone.
He was floating in what looked like the middle of the galaxy.
There was no ground, no sky, no horizon—only endless space stretching in every direction.
Massive planets revolved slowly in the distance, orbiting a radiant sun, while stars far beyond sparkled endlessly, like scattered diamonds that had no beginning or end.
Ren couldn't breathe for a moment.
Not because of fear.
But because of awe.
This place wasn't dark.
On the contrary—it was overwhelmingly bright.
