The night sky was alive. Stars moved in impossible patterns, galaxies pulsed softly, and constellations seemed aware.
Ren Kai lay on the grass, eyes open, calm. Even in neutral crossovers or parallel worlds, the night responded to his presence.
Aria whispered in awe:
"He… just watches. And everything obeys."
True omnipotence revealed through observation, not action—beyond all narrative constraints.