"It's beautiful!" Feiling said, her eyes reflecting the multicolored storm. They were two small specks compared to this gigantic flower of the universe.

"You're right." It was far more beautiful than the burning sun. This colorful flower was formed from some of the most terrifyingly wild nova source in the universe. The most beautiful things were also the most dangerous.

After ten or so days of descending, the two of them finally reached the seemingly endlessly deep eye of the storm. It looked like a lake from the surface. When they sank through the surface, they were enveloped by darkness and sound suddenly vanished. Endless shadows swallowed them up, making it feel like they were drowning. It was so silent that they seemed to hear droplets fall. It was a terrifying kind of silence,...