Inside the cold underground laboratory of No Name Corporation, the giant holographic screen radiated a bright blue glow.
No Name stood firmly before the main console, his sharp eyes scanning the millions of data lines extracted from The Axiom's flash drive as the system continued decrypting them.
After several minutes of silence, the screen suddenly flickered.
The rows of hyper-advanced digital code slowly faded away, corrupting their own system, and strangely began transforming into a sequence of ancient characters, a fusion of archaic Japanese kanji and ancient Chinese hanzi written in golden ink.
No Name narrowed his eyes.
Amid the endless stream of symbols, his translation system detected a single name.
An ancient guardian entity that concealed the true coordinates of the dimension where the Green Stone was hidden.
"The Primordial Lightness…" No Name muttered softly, yet his voice alone made the laboratory atmosphere feel heavier.
A shapeless primordial entity of light.
An anomaly that had existed long before the world itself was formed.
He then turned toward Tora, Scyte, Rare, and Arrow, who were still standing there in torn clothes stained with cosmic dust after destroying The Axiom.
"Good work today. The data is sufficient," No Name said in his usual flat tone. "All of you, return to your rooms and rest."
Scyte, who had just started stretching his muscles, immediately raised an eyebrow.
"Huh? Boss, you're leaving? Alone? Seriously, you don't need us to help clean things up?"
"Sleep, Scyte," No Name cut him off absolutely, leaving no room for argument.
Tora merely snorted in agreement while holding his head, still slightly dizzy from his earlier rampage.
Meanwhile, Rare and Arrow simply bowed respectfully without asking further questions.
Without wasting another second, No Name turned around.
Pitch-black shadows instantly overflowed from beneath his shoes, swallowing his entire body whole, and within a blink, he vanished from the headquarters.
The coordinates hidden within the ancient script led No Name to one of the most anomalous locations on Earth:
The Bermuda Triangle.
While the outside world was filled with floating cities, laser weaponry, and cyborg technology like The Axiom, this place rejected every form of modernization.
Amid eternal storms and raging black ocean waves, No Name's shadowy form pierced through a crack in space and landed inside a hidden pocket dimension buried beneath the vortex.
The moment his feet touched the ground, the atmosphere changed drastically.
There was no trace of technology whatsoever.
The place was covered in thick spiritual mist carrying the scent of ancient incense.
Before No Name stood hundreds of gigantic faded-red Torii gates, like those of ancient Japanese shrines, stretching endlessly through the fog toward the void itself.
Surrounding the Torii pathway floated the ruins of green jade pillars carved with ancient Chinese dragons, suspended mysteriously in midair.
The laws of physics no longer existed here.
Droplets of water floated upward, and the ground beneath his feet resembled a black mirror reflecting a starless sky.
At the end of the Torii pathway, atop a gigantic petrified lotus altar, there was something that caused No Name's eyes to widen slightly.
A mass of unbelievably radiant light, yet not blinding.
Its form continuously shifted and pulsed like a living cloud, possessing neither face, limbs, nor any clear boundary.
Its very existence radiated an energy of absolute purity, the complete opposite of No Name's own existence.
That was The Primordial Lightness.
An entity without a true physical form, yet shining like the first sun at the beginning of the universe.
No Name casually walked past the final Torii gate.
He slid both hands into the pockets of his black suit.
Instead of being intimidated by the primordial light that had begun reacting and heating the surrounding air, No Name merely formed a faint grin.
"So… you're the one hiding the door…" No Name hissed.
Instantly, an explosion of Pure Darkness erupted from his body, painting half of the mystical dimension into a night darker than a starless void.