Holy Kingdom of Aurus

Eventually, evening comes. Everything becomes what we're familiar with: Dark. However, it's an entirely different kind of dark. We are here flying just above the tree canopies and marveling at the sight of the sky.

Billions of stars, each shining their distinct colors. Never once in my life, I have seen the stars with my naked eyes, so this is quite something. Though, I doubt that this counts. After all, it's not the world I came from.

"They're pretty!" Helena awes. "Can we get one?"

I chuckle for a bit and say, "They're billions of miles away from here and very large balls of gas—" Zuriel is shaking his head at me. Maybe I got it wrong.