(A/N: If you want, you can read Ch.1115. It will make this chapter make much more sense.)
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Inside a dark sea urchin-like vessel flying through the great void…
Future Skullius was resting on a comfy king-sized bed in the centre of a massive room. For all its space, however, the room didn't have a lot of furniture or decoration. The star and circle tiling gave the floor a bit of nuance, and a single harsh golden light source stuck to the ceiling gave much-needed light, but any decent home designer would have shuddered at the plainness of the decor.
How this bedroom's size didn't match the dimensions of the flying vessel from the outside might have been impressive, but such a thing was par for the course with high-level mortal artefacts and Treasures.
"Was it always this difficult to sleep?"
