"Most people in this world believe it was created by the seven gods, but that isn't the case."
Absalom tilted his head to the side. A soft breeze passed through them as he used the starry projection between his palms to envelop the space around them.
Hinata saw nothing at first, just complete darkness. In an instant, glimmering stars filled the void, illuminating it enough for him to catch the figure of Absalom.
"Where are we?"
Absalom smirked. "My little projection of the universe." He raised a finger and pointed to a distant star. "That over there is our world." His hand shifted to another. "That right there is the place where most heroes come from."
Hinata's gaze followed Absalom's finger as he explained the world. As his eyes darted around, they landed on a few glitches forming above them. Curious, he asked, "What's that?"
Absalom raised his gaze toward it and nodded. "That over there is the barrier leading to the immortal realm."
"The immortal realm?"
