Chapter 39
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It wasn't much, but it was something.
Leon strolled out of the grand hall in a good mood, with Keisha following him like a loyal guardian angel. Though the Sky Blade was a battleship, it was much more than a mere weapon. It was also a sanctuary for angels, who infused beauty into every aspect of life.
The ship itself resembled a cross, with immense skylight wings stretching from its sides. Between them lay a vast, magnificent city. Its architecture was breathtakingly imaginative, like something out of a dream. Castle-like structures seamlessly blended with roads, parks, mountains, rivers, waterfalls, and fields of flowers, creating a unique and self-sustaining ecosystem. There were birds, butterflies, and other creatures—so lifelike, even in the harshest corners of space, this environment could flourish on its own.
The city had its own day and night cycles, and living here felt like being immersed in the beauty of nature itself.
Standing at the top of the steps outside the main hall, gazing at the mesmerizing city before him, Leon felt a sense of awe. Angels were indeed artists, embedding beauty into everything they touched. This wasn't just a human concept of beauty; it was a universal one, something any race or civilization could appreciate.
He couldn't help but be intoxicated by the sight.