Alka raised his head, gazing at the sky.
He could see those entangled forces beyond the heavens.
These forces entangled and collided in the outer edges of the world, amidst the stars.
The forces weren't just those of the four deities, there were many he hadn't seen before.
But these were all he could perceive.
Clearing his mind, Alka suppressed his emotions.
Worrying held no meaning now; he didn't know what was happening at the world's periphery.
Perhaps, with further elevation, it would become clearer, Alka was quite certain it was related to the four deities.
For within these entangled forces, he saw traces of the four deity's power.
"Rest now."
Thinking of this, Alka stood up, patted his butt, and spoke.
Then he led the two towards the poop deck.
Each returned to their room, Alka sat on his bed.
"Wait? Why am I alone in my room?"
He suddenly sensed something amiss.
He then looked up at the ceiling.
The poop deck's rest area was divided into three layers.
