Chapter 88: Meeting with Laeh
Noah appeared in a strange realm.
A swirling sea of color extended endlessly in every direction—every hue imaginable flowing and dancing together in divine harmony, as if existence itself was painting in real time.
This was no ordinary place.
It was sacred.
It was Laeh's domain—the personal space of the world's will.
Suspended midair, legs crossed in a relaxed posture, sat a figure. A young boy with green hair flowing softly, eyes glowing with ancient calm. And on his face—a gentle, inviting smile.
"My lucky star," Laeh said warmly, "we finally meet."
Noah's muscles tensed. Instinctively, his guard rose. There was something unnatural about Laeh's voice. It was calm… but too calm. Smooth, but carrying a weight he couldn't quite measure. It pressed on the soul—not maliciously, but overwhelmingly.
"…Who are you?" Noah asked, his tone sharp.
