Chapter 13: ch- 13 The Tree of Eternity and the sleeping beauty
It was his Spiritual Universe.
Empty at first glance. Boundless space stretching in all directions. But in this emptiness, at the very heart of it all, stood a towering, divine presence.
The Tree of Eternity.
Its colossal canopy stretched endlessly, branches spreading like galaxies in bloom. Its roots curled deep into the core of this universe, anchoring reality itself. The Tree was no mere spiritual metaphor—it was a living manifestation of William’s dominion over space, time, and life.
This sacred being was part of William’s deeper self. A reflection of his past incarnation as Kallus—the wielder of cosmic authority, the master of existence and flow.
At the base of this divine tree lay a radiant domain—a celestial garden, vibrant and serene, teeming with beauty that defied mortal language. Blossoms that shimmered with temporal hues swayed gently in the void, untouched by wind.
And within that ethereal garden, resting upon a bed of luminescent petals and soft vines, lay a woman.
Sleeping peacefully.
She was breathtaking.
Her form graceful, her presence overwhelming yet calm. Sharp features sculpted like starlight, yet soft with elegance. Flowing green hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of life essence. Her gown—deep emerald—flowed with natural elegance, woven from materials unknown, ethereal in texture, and so refined it would shame an empress’s wardrobe.
Even in slumber, her beauty commanded the world around her.