[: 3rd POV :]
As Daniel had arrived, he realized that the skies of Virexia Minor were still corrupted.
There were dark crimson fractures stretched endlessly across the atmosphere like infected wounds carved into reality itself.
Vast storms of black energy spiralled above continents, releasing violent flashes of distorted lightning that carried traces of the Black Meridians' influence.
Even the planet itself looked as though it was suffering.
The oceans trembled unnaturally.
The land had begun decaying in certain regions.
And deep within the air lingered a suffocating pressure that made countless living beings instinctively uneasy.
Daniel floated silently above the world.
His golden eyes calmly observed everything below.
Even now, the corruption continued spreading slowly.
But to him…it no longer felt threatening.
It merely felt…unfinished.
Something that could be erased whenever he desired.
