At this mont, moria seed to beco an extension of her sense of touch.
With moria completely covering his entire body, Titania could distinctly feel every texture of the person beside her.
The lines of his muscles, the distribution of pores—every detail about his external body flooded Titania's mind in an instant.
She could even clearly sense the rhythm of his beating heart.
Each beat echoed intimately, resonating through the moria itself.
This strange sensation, this intense stimulation, imdiately threw Titania into panic!
"Why the hell are you tangled up with ?!"
In a flustered cry, she hastily withdrew all those extensions of her senses.
She hadn't forgotten their conflict before she'd lost consciousness.
The two were mortal enemies, locked in a battle to the death until the very last mont.
And now, upon awakening, she found herself intimately entangled with this person. How could that possibly be acceptable?!
Absolutely not acceptable!
She was a queen, an Aeon of Propagation—how could she let sothing like this happen?!
Disgusting!
Indeed, right now, Titania felt an overwhelming disgust toward this person nad Hoshigaki Sora.
This feeling was like tiny insects crawling all over her body, an itching sensation spreading from within.
It was slight enough to ignore, yet persistently reminded her of its presence.
And besides, Titania hadn't forgotten her evaluation of Sora either:
This guy was clearly an idiot!
What if prolonged contact with an idiot infected her?
After all, she was—a goddess!
Fools like this needed to stay far away from her!
In an instant, the pool filled with moria emptied completely. Sora suddenly crashed straight to the bottom of the pool.
The impact against the hard surface snapped him imdiately back to reality.
?!
"What the heck just happened?!" He looked around in confusion, unable to comprehend the situation.
But very quickly, he noticed sothing strange:
Why had this moria imrsion ended so abruptly?
Sora glanced at his phone's clock. This session was even shorter than the previous one.
Of course, he'd never guess that a certain soone had abruptly reclaid all the moria around him.
From her initial panic, Titania quickly recovered her composure, now carefully assessing her own condition.
Sora wasn't dead—that much she could confirm.
Did that an she'd been reborn?
Moreover…
Titania sank her consciousness inward, feeling her current state deeply.
At this mont, her mind beca exceptionally clear.
She realized her power was only one ten-thousandth of its peak state.
This sensation felt both unfamiliar and novel to Titania.
The moria continuously flowed around her, gently soothing the overwhelmingly strong instinctual urges she once had.
Just as her power was greatly reduced, so too was the instinctive desire driven by her Path.
Although these desires remained intense for an individual, compared to this vast planet of moria, they seed extrely insignificant.
They only created minor ripples within moria, quickly dissipating without a trace.
Those urges were now neatly sealed away by moria, locked deep inside Titania's new body.
Externally, her consciousness felt as though it had been truly reborn.
The emotions long suppressed by her endless instinct to propagate now flowed freely.
She could feel her own emotional fluctuations. The sensation was indescribably strange yet wondrous.
From initial panic to her current tranquility and curiosity—
"What… what's happening to ?" Titania whispered, puzzled and uncertain.
She sensed a brand-new equilibrium forming within her—perhaps due to so remnant power from another existence.
Yet all this felt utterly alien to Titania.
For the first ti, free of overwhelming instincts, she could carefully experience the world.
Anxiety and excitent. Uncertainty and joy.
These feelings overwheld her, yet also introduced her to entirely new emotions.
And that wasn't all!
She could sense every subtle shift on this planet.
Tiny details—angles of light, ripples in pools, particles of dust suspended in air—
To larger scenes—the bustling lives across the planet, humans at work, machinery in motion—
moria filled this entire planet, allowing Titania to sense every facet of life here.
Everything felt incredibly vivid, undeniably real.
"Is this what it ans… to be alive?" Titania wasn't entirely sure.
She had experienced living before, but never quite like this.
Doubts flooded her mind, and even questioning herself like this felt oddly childish.
She knew she needed answers. But from whom?
Titania's eyes naturally fell onto Hoshigaki Sora.
But almost imdiately, she rejected the idea herself.
No, I absolutely cannot ask that idiot. If his stupidity infected , it'd be disastrous.
Thus, she began searching for soone else capable of answering her questions.
However, she didn't realize that "disgust" was precisely the one emotion that should never appear within Propagation itself.
...
After Sora finished his deep imrsion, everything around him seed strangely off.
Everyone else erging from their moria baths also appeared dazed.
So even claid they'd encountered the God of Tartaro and vowed to return ho to worship him.
But when asked what exactly the God of Tartaro had told them—
They suddenly beca hesitant, mumbling and refusing to answer clearly.
It was so ridiculous that Sora nearly laughed aloud. God of Tartaro? Had they forgotten what kind of planet this was?
This was a planet made entirely of moria!
If moria sohow gained its own central consciousness, wouldn't that essentially an the planet itself was alive?
What, did it want to beco another Promia?
Well, if so, it might want to consider if it could survive Promia's fate—
An apocalypse visited by miracles from the Aeons of Destruction and Hunt simultaneously.
Only after such trials had Promia secured its continued existence in this universe.
How could this planet possibly attract the gaze of so many mighty Aeons?
"They're really full of themselves," Sora shook his head, dismissing these claims entirely.
Compared to a supposed Tartaro god, he was much more inclined to believe Titania's revival had caused moria depletion here.
Otherwise, how could this imrsion session have ended so quickly? Even shorter than last ti, finishing abruptly before he could even settle in?
"After I take care of you, I'll definitely make up for all this lost ti."
[Planetary Library Connection: Progress 65%...]
Seeing the progress, Sora made a firm decision in his heart:
Once this was all settled, he'd spend at least an entire day imrsed deeply in moria, properly relieving his accumulated exhaustion.
Only then could he fully compensate himself for these recent inconveniences.
"Hmph!"
Suddenly, a cold snort startled Sora. He quickly glanced around, but nobody seed nearby.
What was this—was he hearing ghosts…?
"Ah, what a coincidence, Hoshigaki-san. I didn't expect to et you here."
Just as Sora began wondering if he'd encountered a ghost, a familiar voice suddenly spoke directly before him.
Hoshigaki Sora raised his head, seeing a man and a woman standing before him.
The man was Jobs, whom he'd t earlier; beside him stood a woman whose features held a mature beauty, yet whose body had a slightly translucent, ethereal quality.
Sora recalled what Jobs had ntioned earlier, realization flashing briefly in his eyes:
This woman must be Jobs's late wife.
After exchanging brief greetings, Sora asked Jobs where he was headed.
"Just now, there seed to be so instability on this planet, so I plan to check on our local branch," Jobs replied. He glanced at Sora's attire, quickly adding, "Looks like you've just finished your imrsion, Hoshigaki-san. Did you notice anything unusual?"
Unusual? Other than his imrsion sessions growing shorter each ti, nothing really stood out…
"My senses felt normal, but I've been feeling a little uneasy lately…" Sora replied.
Of course, he knew this wasn't exactly what Jobs was asking about.
He also knew Titania's existence posed a genuine threat.
Without openly revealing Titania's revival, Sora intended to gently persuade Jobs to evacuate the area.
After all, recalling his previous battle with Titania, they'd nearly torn Zieltworth apart.
If sothing similar happened here, this entire planet might not survive intact…
"Oh? What exactly do you an by that?" Jobs imdiately seized on Sora's words, his expression sharpening with curiosity.
Since Titania's situation involved Aeon-level secrets, Sora naturally couldn't ntion it directly.
Instead, he used a subtle explanation to hint at what might soon unfold here.
"To be honest, I have an ability that lets sense impending danger to a certain extent."
Jobs montarily froze upon hearing Sora's claim, surprise quickly passing into thoughtful consideration.
Indeed, in this vast universe, countless species possessed strange and mysterious abilities.
Though precognition-like powers remained exceedingly rare…
"My ability allows to foresee incoming danger, and just now, it activated again."
"You're saying…"
"Yes. Although I can't guarantee its accuracy, it would still be wise for you to prepare in advance, Jobs-san."
Jobs nodded slowly, falling into silent contemplation before offering Sora a small, grateful smile.
"Thank you for the warning, Hoshigaki-san. I'll certainly give this matter my fullest consideration."
Jobs and his wife hurried away shortly afterward.
Watching them leave, Sora knew he needed to act swiftly as well.
"I'd better start evacuation preparations imdiately."
If another clash erupted here, nowhere on this planet would be safe.
Sora quickly decided to organize evacuation plans in advance.
Although the Iron Cavalry were still under the planet's forcibly calming buff, they always listened to him.
He planned to have them ready, so that once the ti was right, they could directly confront Titania again.
He would then ask Robin to inform and guide the public evacuation.
Otherwise, given the peacefulness of this planet, nobody would believe a crisis was imminent.
...
Using his authority as a company director, Jobs soon obtained comparative data from the local IPC branch stationed here.
"Today, we indeed detected a fluctuation affecting the planet-wide moria field, but we suspect it's due to a solar flare from a distant star."
"Periodic solar flares are perfectly normal occurrences, Director Jobs, so there's really no need to worry."
Jobs listened but couldn't help furrowing his brow. "Are you sure that's all it was?"
Had he not spoken to Sora, he might've accepted this explanation easily. But now, he couldn't shake his uncertainty.
After all, supernatural phenona couldn't simply be explained by standard science.
"Yes, the star is perfectly stable and won't enter a declining phase for hundreds of millions of years, so please rest assured."
Jobs nodded slowly, reluctantly accepting the explanation for now.
Returning ho with his wife, he entered their large estate.
"We'll begin the plan tonight…" Jobs told his wife resolutely upon reaching ho. "We can't delay any further."
Sora's warning had heightened Jobs's urgency; waiting was no longer an option.
"Do we really need to rush things?" His wife calmly asked, her voice steady and tranquil. "I feel we could wait until the conditions fully mature."
"I'm already past the point of waiting, my dear!" Jobs's voice surged with emotion.
He reached out to gently touch his wife's face, but his hand passed through her intangible form.
"I can't bear waiting any longer to reunite with all of you."
His wife's beauty remained untouched by ti, but Jobs had already aged into middle age.
"I've waited decades for this opportunity, and now it's right before —how can I possibly wait any longer?"
As he spoke, a warm, hopeful smile gradually appeared on his face.
"When everything is finished, I'll finally return ho with you all."
Jobs's wife remained calm, her expression unchanging. She was composed entirely of moria, her emotional state perfectly preserved within stable mories.
All she could do now was comfort her husband exactly as she rembered doing in life.
"It's all right. After all, the company calls you 'Jobs who always wins,' rember?"
She gently reached out, attempting to comfortingly wrap his hand—but the intangible image only passed through again, causing Jobs's fists to clench tightly.
Even if it ans stepping into the domain of gods themselves…
I swear I'll bring you all back!
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