Floating Island - Triple S Talent

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Suddenly, a massive portal opened in the air, not far from where they stood. The portal emitted a brilliant blue glow, swirling like a vortex and exuding a powerful presence.

From within, a familiar figure stepped out confidently: Lein, clad in a flowing blue robe that swayed with the wind, emerged with a calm stride.

"Brother!" Nita exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. She wanted to run to him but hesitated. Her feet remained rooted, yet her gaze was filled with joy as she looked at her elder brother.

Lein walked closer, his gaze warm. As he stood before Nita, he raised his hand and gently pinched her cheek.

"Good," he said simply, a small smile accompanying his words before letting go.

Nita\'s face turned red, but her smile was undeniable. She knew it was his way of showing pride in her.

Lein\'s gaze then shifted to the other core members. He looked at them casually yet with an undeniable authority.

"We succeeded," he said succinctly, but his voice brought deep relief to everyone present.

"Thank goodness… Thank you so much, Lord Lein!" Laras said, her voice sincere and filled with gratitude. Others murmured in agreement, expressing their thanks for Lein\'s efforts in saving them from a dire threat.

"Lord Lein, were they very strong?" Agus, one of the members, asked curiously.

Lein gave a faint smile, his eyes narrowing slightly as if recalling the battle he had just fought.

"They were strong… very strong," he replied seriously, but shortly after added with a light chuckle, "But I\'m stronger!"

The group chuckled softly together, admiration evident on their faces. None dared to doubt his words; to them, Lein had proven himself to be an unshakable leader.

Haikal, who had remained silent earlier, stepped forward. His face was serious, but there was a hint of curiosity visible.

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"Lord Lein, what should we do next?" he asked.

"What do you mean, Lord Haikal?" Hana inquired with a puzzled tone, her brows slightly furrowed.

Haikal Emanuel took a deep breath, as if searching for the best way to express his thoughts.

"Well, now that Young Master Lein has become a Guardian, I think it\'s the right time to make significant changes.

We need a more organized governmental structure," he explained, his tone steady, though a trace of doubt flickered in his eyes, as if he understood the enormity of the responsibility he was suggesting.

Haikal Emanuel\'s words echoed among the group. A few core members exchanged glances, then slowly nodded in agreement. Even Laras, who was usually more critical, appeared to approve this time, offering a small nod while her lips pressed together as if contemplating Haikal\'s words.

"Calm down." Lein raised his hand in a soothing motion, his gaze sweeping across the core members.

"We\'ve just entered a new realm within the Cosmic Origin. Take it slow, don\'t rush," he said in a calm yet firm tone, like a leader who understood that major changes required time and meticulous planning.

"Yes, we will reorganize the governmental system," Lein continued, his tone now filled with certainty. "But not today. For now, it\'s better for you all to explore this realm thoroughly.

Observe carefully for any significant changes compared to before," he advised, demonstrating that he led not just with strength but with wisdom as well.

Deep inside, Lein sensed that much had changed. However, he didn\'t fully understand what was different. There was something unfamiliar, though he couldn\'t yet explain it. That was why he asked them to observe the surroundings closely—perhaps they could uncover clues he had missed.

"Understood, Lord Lein," Hana responded with a nod of agreement. "Some people have reported that the Monster Island has been rarely seen this time," she added, her expression filled with curiosity.

"That\'s true. I\'ve heard the same," another member chimed in, confirming the reports.

They all nodded, agreeing to follow Lein\'s instructions. The discussion concluded, and they gradually dispersed, each carrying a deep sense of curiosity about the changes occurring in the Heavenly Divine Realm.

One by one, the core members bid their respectful farewells before leaving to carry out their tasks. They looked eager yet serious, like a team preparing for an important mission. It wasn\'t long before silence fell, leaving only Lein and Nita atop the great tree.

Lein gazed at Nita with a gentle look, like a brother filled with affection. A mysterious smile graced his face.

"I have a gift for you, Nita," he said softly, his voice calm yet meaningful.

Nita was startled by his words. Her eyes widened, and she looked at Lein with curiosity.

"Really, Brother?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly, revealing a mix of excitement and disbelief.

Lein simply nodded, keeping his secret for later. Without saying much, he approached and extended his hand to Nita—a gesture that was hard to refuse.

"Care for a little walk?" Lein offered with a warm smile that made Nita feel at ease. Without hesitation, Nita returned his smile and took his outstretched hand.

The evening sky atop the tree radiated extraordinary beauty. A soft orange light enveloped every corner, reminiscent of sunsets on Earth they once knew. A gentle breeze carried the scent of fresh leaves, enhancing the serene atmosphere of the place.

Lein and Nita walked hand in hand across a large leaf stretching like a natural bridge at the summit of the Tree of Life\'s Origin. Around them, people gathered with their families and friends, enjoying the breathtaking view under a sky painted in shades of orange.

"How do you feel?" Lein asked gently, his voice hoarse yet filled with care, as they continued walking slowly.

"I\'m happy..." Nita replied, her voice cheerful but soft, like a delicate melody harmonizing with the evening\'s serene atmosphere.

Lein said nothing more. They kept strolling leisurely, savoring each step on the curved leaf leading to the edge.

When they reached the end, they sat side by side, letting themselves be immersed in the beauty of the orange glow that filled the horizon, painting the boundary of the Heavenly Divine Realm with indescribable grandeur.