Boom!!
Time and time again.
A thousand years of longing, a thousand years of waiting.
Everything Long had was entrusted to this moment.
With each collision, the golden light on its body grew fainter and fainter.
"I....."
"I just....."
"Want to go home....."
Boom!!!
The final impact.
Long's entire golden ribbon shattered completely, turning into countless points of light.
The points of light gradually became semi-transparent, fading away, bit by bit disappearing into the air.
His soul body completely shattered, and his last consciousness, as if transcending, suddenly became clear in a last spark of life.
"Go home..."
"Go home...."
This obsession propelled his consciousness to fly straight towards the white pupil, crossing space time and again, flashing continuously, moving closer to the huge white pupil above him.
He was no longer obsessed with the passage, just hoping to get a little closer to his home in his final moments.
