As the passengers of the train got into their respective seats, the train took off. The wheels spun and white steam blew into the air; the clouds above drifted gently in the pale blue sky.
But something odd began to happen in outer space. Without humanity knowing it, a black portal opened up, swallowing the planet then sending it billions, if not trillions, of miles away from this region of space.
The stars sparkled like the sea, and as the sun cascaded its golden radiance down onto the earth, everyone could be seen glued to the window, mesmerized by the view.
The spiky-haired boy clucked his tongue, looking annoyed at everyone's antics. "A bunch of country bumpkins."
The spiky-haired boy looked up to see a bespectacled young man, his eyes and hair as black as the night sky. A young peach-haired girl scoffed, her eyes glued to the window. "Can't anyone enjoy the view?"
"Hmph. You can do what you want, but it's rather primitive of you to act in such a way."
"Okay, Mr. Evolved Ape, what's wrong with looking at the scenery?"
Her statement seemed to hit a nerve, but adjusting his glasses, he spoke, "I have no time to argue with poor, malformed adult children whose brains barely matured past infancy."
The girl was about to turn around and curse him off, but the white-haired boy from earlier stopped her.
The bespectacled young man stared, then said, "At least you know your place." The girl turned around, ready to go off, but the white-haired boy stopped her again.
The dark-haired boy then turned to the spiky-haired boy and held out his hand. "I am Dariel Winstbonsvounght."
The spiky-haired dude just stared at his hand, then drew his nose and spat, and a lump of phlegm landed in the middle of that outstretched hand.
Dariel's expression turned ugly as a magical energy surged; the delinquent sat there, his yellow aura surging.
The scene transitions back to Ultaria, where Tristan's transparent figure sat cross-legged.
Within the Spirit realm, a white transcendental figure appeared shortly after the holographic display popped up. It stared at Tristan for a moment, then spoke: "This is our third reunion."
Tristan looked at this being with a bewildered expression. He thought, 'Who is this weirdo?'
But the being spoke, its voice seeming to transcend time. "Come, Reincarnator."
The chapters are short but I need to build back some consistency. Hope you enjoy.