Rui found himself at the very epicenter of a red dwarf star.
He was drowned in boiling protonic plasma.
His surroundings were a blinding white.
An intense heat pressed against his body, threatening to vaporize the royal Martial attire he wore, woven from Transcendent exotic fibers from the depths of the Beast Domain and the corpse of the gargantian harvested in the past thirteen years.
The heat was, of course, the heat of nuclear fusion.
An intense pressure pressed against his body.
The weight of a star.
It was a new experience.
Perhaps that was why he lingered for a few moments.
At this phase of his life, new and novel experiences were unusual.
All this power he had.
It made the world dull.
