"I simply crossed into that universe. Or whatever you'd call it."
As he spoke, he stepped even closer, closing the distance until he stood barely half a metre away from the drakes.
Then, without hesitation, water surged into existence.
In a world dominated by flames, it formed unnaturally, defying the very laws of the environment.
The liquid gathered, shaped, and solidified into a throne beneath him.
Aqua sat Calm, composed and regal.
"Hmm," the lady hummed softly, tilting her head.
"How long do you think it would take a Primordial to destroy each universe until she finds yours?"
A faint, wry smile lingered on her lips as she spoke.
"A whole lot of destruction," Aqua replied casually.
"And even then, I'm not sure I'm in the same multiverse as where I originally came from."
His gaze remained steady, his tone almost conversational.
