Ray was in space. In a sphere made out of glass with a small platform in the middle of it, Ray was spawned. To his left, Earth stood in its full glory; he had heard once the planet from space was mostly blue due to the oceans, and even some forests were visible, but now, after centuries, all that was left was a planet with only a sand color on it with clouds still up there covering some of its surface.
"The view is fascinating, isn't it?"
He turned around to face the immortal on the other side of the platform; nothing was there, just the two of them. "Even after turning into this, it's still beautiful."
The other woman with long steps walked to his side. "You were reborn from the parasite within your body, and that's how your magic got ascended?"
In just hours they had a fully formed grasp of what had happened to Ray; with no point in hiding it, he answered, "Yeah." That thing is alive, and sooner or later it will return after humans."
