"Haaa" Enzo dragged in a deep breath, chest rising sharply as he forced himself upright inside the weavepod. Heat clung to his skin, sweat slipping down his temples and stinging his eyes. His heart still raced, echoes of the weave lingering in his thoughts like fading noise.

His gaze snapped around the chamber.

Two pods were gone.

Raven's. Zeke's.

The empty spaces felt louder than any alarm. A cold knot formed in his stomach as understanding settled in. Someone had taken them. Clean. Quiet. Planned.

A chill crept along his spine. If he truly had been the target, he would be waking up somewhere else right now. Not here. Not free. The realization made his jaw tighten. This place was too exposed. Too easy. He needed to make an investment soon, something solid, something permanent.

After all, he was not without enemies.

"Sigh." The sound slipped out of him as he stepped out of the pod, boots touching the frozen floor. The cold bit instantly as he moved through the exit corridor, breath fogging while he crossed the open stretch where Zhou, Titus, and Master White waited.

They stood together beneath the pale light, the air sharp enough to sting the lungs.

"Good. We're complete." White nodded once when he saw Enzo approach.

Enzo moved without thinking, pulling Zhou and Titus into a brief embrace. Relief washed through him, steadying the tremor he had not realized was there. Being separated from them had always been his greatest fear.

White watched quietly. He had known Enzo would never agree to leave for Gaia without his family. That was why he had asked Black to bring them ahead of time, even before the weave began.

"We should set off now, while the Great Ancestor is still looking elsewhere," White said, his eyes sweeping the surroundings.

Above and around them loomed a massive dome, sealing the institute and its town beneath an ancient glow. A mythical barrier. Absolute. It cut them off from the rest of the world like a closed fist.

Only gods could see through it.

"Okay." They all nodded, voices low, steps quickening as they moved forward together. There was no shouting, no panic. Just a shared understanding passed through glances and tightened grips.

It was not that danger was already upon them.

It was that if they waited, it would be.

So without a second thought, they boarded the spacecraft. The hull shimmered once before vanishing from sight, light bending as the vessel slowly twisted the space around it. In the next breath, it was gone, erased from where it once stood.

They reappeared deep in space, far from familiar stars, gliding soundlessly through the endless dark. No trails. No signals. Just a quiet drift through the cosmos, as if they had never existed at all.

However, they did not travel alone.

"That's the target?"

Far away, two ships lay hidden behind a drifting asteroid. Darkness wrapped around their frames as they watched a lone vessel hover away, its outline faint against the star glow.

"In this backwater solar system? That's definitely it." The captain confirmed it without hesitation, raising a hand as he signaled his crew. Engines flared low as they pushed forward, locking onto the dual moon ship.

Cutting through space itself, the pirate crafts surged ahead, the void screaming softly around their hulls as they accelerated.

They were not here by curiosity or chance. Orders had sent them. Orders from people important enough to remain far away, unwilling to dirty their hands. The Dual Moon Institute had grown too fast, too visible. That kind of rise never went unnoticed.

Open attacks were inconvenient. Unnecessary.

But an attack all the same was inevitable.

Thankfully, all of this had already been inferred by the higher ups of the institute.

"We're being chased," Titus said, eyes fixed on the figures rapidly closing the distance. Their ships were jet black, marked with the unmistakable stripes of space pirates.

Under normal circumstances, this would not have been surprising. Given the institute's current position, it was expected.

However, it was never just one problem.

"Don't worry about them. Small fry," White muttered, fingers dancing across the controls as the ship surged faster. "Just hope we cross the Seven Cax star belt before they open fire."

Stars stretched, space warping as the ship veered sharply around a dense planet belt. Gravity twisted. Light fractured.

And then, before the pirates could even adjust their trajectory, the ship vanished.

Gone.

The pirates slowed, confusion rippling through their formation as scanners returned nothing but empty space.

Yet their confusion paled in comparison to those watching from far deeper within the void.

"Hmmm. Space time wrap. Gaia is backing the Creation God?"

The whisper drifted through the darkness, carrying quiet intrigue.

Then space fell silent once more.

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Somewhere on Earth,

"The spy just reported that the Great Star Boy has disappeared alongside several others. Should we take action against the institute now?"

The voice echoed through a dark clock tower still under construction, its skeletal walls exposed to the night air. At the center of the top floor sat a man with blazing red hair, his presence calm yet oppressive, as if the space itself bent subtly around him.

"No." He rose from his seat, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he walked toward the edge of the tower. "Earth is still a sensitive topic for the higher ups. For now, we follow them to the super world."

Below him, the city lights flickered like distant embers.

The Dual Moon Institute had long been on Weavetech's radar, especially that Inkous. Yet it had always been a matter of observation, nothing more than quiet surveillance from afar. They watched. They waited.

But recently, the coincidences had piled up.

First, the destruction of their Yari facility. Then the explosion along the Orion Belt. Now, on Galafray, the sudden appearance of a divine city, accompanied by not one but two gods.

Coincidences like these shared a common trait. They clustered around those born beneath great stars.

Which meant one of two things. Either everything revolved around Enzo, or there was a hidden planner moving pieces far beyond the visible board.

Luck like this did not exist.

"Send a divine descendant with them," the red-haired man said, hands clasped behind his back as he stared into the distance. "It might become interesting."

A few light years away from Earth,

A small space shuttle drifted to a halt before a planet that dwarfed it by hundreds of times. The vessel felt insignificant, a grain of dust suspended before a frozen colossus. Inside the cockpit, the Earth born occupant could only stare, breath caught, eyes tracing endless curves of ice and cloud.

Gaia. The super ice world.

Even from this distance, its presence was overwhelming. Pale rings of frozen debris encircled it slowly, reflecting distant starlight like shards of glass. Storms crawled across its surface in silent spirals, vast enough to swallow continents whole.

"Believe it or not, we're still very far from the planet," Master White said calmly. "From here on, hyperspeed isn't allowed. It'll take at least two weeks of Earth time to reach the surface."

The words settled heavily.

Gaia was one of humanity's great strongholds, a symbol of survival carved out of an impossible environment. Reaching it was never simple. Every restriction, every delay, was part of what kept it secure.

As the shuttle advanced, the first defensive belts of the super world came into view. Massive structures floated in fixed orbits, bristling with dormant power, watching everything that dared approach.

"Keep your PID in hand," Master Black said, giving a light pat to one of their backs as they moved forward. "And don't argue with the guards. They're known to be very petty."

The shuttle slipped deeper into Gaia's domain, swallowed slowly by cold, scale, and quiet authority.

They passed through checkpoint after checkpoint, payment gate after payment gate. Despite its sheer size, Gaia did not allow just anyone through. No Tom, Dick, or Harry wandered into a world like this by chance.

The regulations were suffocating. The scrutiny absolute. To most of Earth's middle class, Gaia might as well have been a myth hanging in the sky. They would never set foot on its soil.

It was not elitism.

It was fear.

Fear born from memory. From the scars Earth still carried. Fear that what had once happened there could happen again, only this time on a scale vast enough to doom entire star systems.

Thankfully, Grand Regent Inkous was now a god. With divinity came influence, and with influence came resources beyond measure. Entering Gaia was no longer a question of possibility, only of patience.

Time passed beneath the cold glow of distant stars.

Soon enough, they were hailed through the final belt. Beyond it waited a world unlike any other. A sprawling expanse of frozen brilliance and towering structures, where beauty and power existed side by side.

As it should be for a super world.

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