On the floating peak of Shangri-la, there were numerous people settled down on high-end chairs made out of the purest red gold ever refined. The skin of real-life wild cats that were hand woven were sewn about the chairs, serving as resting pads and the main places where the bum would rest. There were several men of dignity positioned in thoughtful patterns across the space. The sight was so beautiful and opulent. Each of the dignitaries present at that place had a red feather at the top of their hats; each person had a hat on. irrespective of whatever you are wearing, there was a hat to match, and on top of each person's hat was a red feather. The invite!The red feather was the pass for each of the persons that was present on the Peak. The feather looked very rare. It looked to have been plucked from the wings of a Phoenix or several Phoenix.Although the color was red, yet there was this subtle highlight of yellow that made it seem as though it was multicolored. But the truth w

Outside the Shangri-la tower, there was a scary type of quietness. The level of quietness was really something that could never have been envisaged by anyone. The reason was that there were lots and lots of people who stretched from those premises of the Shangri-la to several kilometers away in a long, broad, and single file. For all these numerous people that have different tastes and have subscribed to different notions and beliefs, to be this quiet, it was something that could never be overlooked. The quietness didn't come of its own accord. Instead, everyone was staring seriously at his phone. Those who were not staring at their phones were looking at the large billboard that was etched into a corner of the tower. Everyone was staring keenly at the screen that was accessible to them respectfully. But what was happening on the screens of all the phones and the billboard were the same thing. Everyone gasped at the same time. On the billboard, there was a lanky man who looked

The towering God of Cosmos stood tall and mightily behind Achiel. Mira still couldn't find the appropriate way to react to it. At first, she thought that he had disappeared with Achiel, but they were still there. Her eyes must be blurring out following the great shock. Suddenly, she noticed the God of Cosmos moving his hands here and there around the room. Mira's eyes followed the directions of his hands that went to and fro. In each direction that he waved his hand, a portal appeared. He waved his hands in five places, and five portals appeared. There was a portal that had been cackling all along. It was through that portal that Achiel wanted to take Mira to the kingdom. "Choose one." The God of Cosmos said out of the blue. "Huh?" Mira was startled by the instruction. She thought that the God of Cosmos had referred to her. When she lifted her gaze slowly to take a quick peek at the immortal being, she realised that she got it all wrong. He wasn't talking to her. He was talkin