Almost seven days had passed since we left Abor, and for most of that journey, neither Lyrate nor I had any reason to slow down. The violet phoenix carried us through the endless darkness between universes, its enormous wings tearing apart the void as it followed the path I had locked onto.
Along the way, we passed through regions of space that neither of us had ever seen before, witnessing magnificent cosmic phenomena that made even my current perception pause for a moment, from enormous stellar rivers flowing between galaxies to various stars drifting silently through the void.
We also encountered several powerful void creatures, some of them possessing enough strength to threaten ordinary Demi-Gods, and rather than waste time avoiding them, we hunted them down and absorbed what remained of their essence before continuing our journey.
By the eighth day, the distant presence I had been following finally became impossible to mistake.
I raised my hand.
