He took a slow step forward, his gaze sweeping across all of us, making sure he had our full attention.
"There are many universes in the cosmos," he continued, "countless, in fact… but only eleven of them truly matter. Eleven universes," he repeated, raising a finger slightly, "where beings can go beyond the Saint rank… or whatever equivalent exists in their respective systems."
He paused briefly.
"And among those eleven…" his voice lowered just slightly, "…there is one that stands above all the others. That universe," Amun said, his eyes locking onto mine, "is the reason the Crimson Zone exists in the first place."
"All the known universes combined," he continued calmly, "would not be enough to deal with what comes from there."
"And that universe…" he said, a faint smile returning to his face, though this time it carried none of his earlier playfulness, "…is known as—"
He stopped.
"—well," he added casually, "names don't really matter right now."
