She wore a vibrant cerulean blue, heavily embellished with swirling gold embroidery and patterns. The wide, draped sleeves were lined with a deep dark red fabric. Adorned the front of her robes and the hemline were various golden and red heart motifs. A prominent heart sits right at her waist as a belt ornament, and smaller heart patterns are integrated into the golden borders of her clothing.
She lightly waved the fuchen in her hand, hugging herself with a small smile before collapsing on the floor amidst a bed of roses. She closed her eyes as if to take off a massive burden, then stood up when she heard a voice passing in the air. 'No,' she muttered, frowning.
"hmmm....they're at it again huh, but oh well, lemme find hubby then we'll know what to do"
From 91st Heaven- Unsheathed, The man from the 91st Heaven had long, straight black hair that flowed past his shoulders, a traditional Daoist robe in layered shades of blue. The outer robe is a deep navy blue with wide, flowing sleeves that drape elegantly. Beneath it, a lighter blue inner robe peeks through at the collar and sleeves, adding depth to the outfit. A blue sash is tied firmly around his waist, with its ends hanging down naturally. The robe's folds and draping carried a realistic texture, emphasizing movement and fabric weight. He held a fuchen, with black cloth shoes at his feet
He gazes at the sky quietly seemingly in contemplation, then waves the fuchen as his body began to levitate in the air, He went higher and higher until he heard a pop sound, like a bubble bursting. Looking around, he found that he had opened a small hole, as his body passed through the hole he looked down and he found a beautiful plane.
Raising his head, he saw countless planes suspended above and below, each layered like steps in an infinite staircase. Myriad will‑o‑wisps drift lazily, glowing like lanterns around the abyss.
Looking up, he watched a Grand Waterfall descend from inconceivable heights a torrent woven from mana, aether, divine energy, Qi, and countless other energies belonging to civilizations scattered across the suspended and planes submerged in the Abyss deep waters. Each stream condenses from its own plane, flowing outward like instruments in a grand symphony, merging into a molten red waterfall that plunges from inconceivable heights into the deep waters of the abyss shimmering with stars in its depths.
The Abyss, so grand and magnificent in all its glory, presented a sight that defied mortal comprehension. As he ascended past planes surrounded by will-o'-wisps, he felt the weight of countless civilizations pressing upon him. He felt himself clasped in the pillows of their triumphs, their failures, their prayers, and their curses.
He bore it all, allowing himself to suffer and yet transcend the mundane, his eyes held the suffering of untold numbers, and yet purity far surpassing anything, The will‑o‑wisps suddenly began to dance around him, their lights flickering like fireflies drawn to a flame, as he basked in the ambience his eyes closed, suddenly someone tapped his shoulder
"Huh" he opened his eyes and turned to look around when he found the target, a lady in vibrant cerulean blue, looking at him with eyes filled with adore, he only said a word
"Echo"
The lady's face blossomed like a flower as he smiled. Her hands reached out and held his shoulders, shaking him.
"'Yippee! You fell into a deep sleep before all of us. You don't truly know how boring the millenniums we spent together in the endless void looking for a new world.
Things were boring without you..., and there fights along the way too, well...you know how the rest gets, but forgetting that Hubby look at this place, isn't Spectacular? You know before the Great Migration forced by those Chaos folks we weren't sure if this would succeed but left we no choice we had to go on this voyage and look at this place now"