Within a vast sea of trees, only one giant structure was towering in the center of it all. The structure was different than before. Nearby roots from the many trees were now layered outside the perimeter of the other trees, creating a fully enclosed gate of roots that resembled the same barricade as the gate created at the border of Noah's Dungeon.
Inside that structure, Noah was lying in a bed of his own webs, the webs were not only silk but also merged with his slime as he laid himself down on the structure, he created that was no different than a giant bean bag, no smaller than Queen size bed. His body sunk within the comfort of the dense yet pliable material.
His eyes stared towards the ceiling in a pondering gaze. His eyes looked past the ceiling of webs, looking past the treetops, into the sea of endless stars in the sky.
His mind was stuck replaying the scenes, each moment looping in his thoughts, preventing him from having a steady state of peace.