As Max stepped inside his Soul Palace, the world around him shifted.
The darkness of the void faded away, replaced by—
A vast expanse of floating golden spheres.
There were hundreds of thousands of them.
Endless.
Shimmering.
Floating in an endless sea of light.
Each sphere varied in size.
Some were as small as his fingers.
Others were as massive as colossal giants, looming like golden suns.
They hovered silently, drifting with a gentle pulse—as if they were alive.
Max's eyes flickered as he took in the sight.
He had never seen anything like this before.
'Is this my soul force?'
The thought echoed in his mind as he slowly turned his gaze across the countless golden spheres.
He reached out—
His fingertips brushed against one of the smaller spheres.
A pulse of energy ran through him.
Warm. Familiar.
It was as if he had touched a part of himself.
A part of his existence.
If this truly was his soul force…
Then that meant—
This world wasn't just a space.
It was him.
