Carter descended slowly, the golden glow of his wings casting radiant beams across the grand hall. As his feet gently touched the palace floor, a wave of divine aura pulsed outward, rippling through the space. The Saints, still kneeling with their heads bowed, trembled, feeling the overwhelming presence of their god.

None dared to raise their eyes. The mere thought of looking directly upon the Primordial God filled them with awe and reverence.

Carter's voice, smooth yet powerful, echoed through the hall. "Ralak has chosen wisely," he said, his tone filled with approval. "You all stand before me as my most faithful, and soon you shall serve a greater purpose than any Saint before you."

He extended his arms, his white-and-gold robes flowing like cosmic rivers. The air itself seemed to hum with energy at his movement. "Rejoice, my children, for you have been chosen to spread my will across the stars. The worlds beyond our own will know the power of the Primordial God, through you."

The silence in the hall stretched for a moment longer, thick with the weight of Carter’s words. The Saints, their heads still bowed, felt the magnitude of the mission settle into their bones, a mixture of awe and fear swirling within them. Finally, one of the Trekan Saints, her red skin glistening under the divine light, nervously stepped forward. She hesitated, her voice soft and respectful.

“Great Primordial One,” she began, her eyes still fixed on the floor, “how will we spread your word to worlds not of your creation? Without your hand guiding us, how can we... ensure success?”

Carter regarded her with a slight nod, his eyes glowing softly. “Your concern is valid, my child,” he responded, his voice calm yet commanding. “The planets you will go to are not mine—yet. But my influence will grow through you. Wherever my faith takes root, my power will follow. The more who believe, the stronger my connection becomes, until the planets themselves bend to my will.”

Another Saint, this time a Qorveth with bright blue skin, spoke next, her voice trembling slightly. “Forgive me, Primordial God,” she stammered, “but... what of those who refuse? The ones who deny your divinity, as the Void Cult did?”

Carter’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice darkening. “You will not be the first to face opposition, but the Void Cult’s fate serves as a reminder.” He paused, letting his words sink in. “Faith, my child, can be spread with conviction or with force. Those who deny the truth will fall as they have before. Your mission is not to question their defiance but to ensure my will is carried out.”

A tense murmur spread through the group, but Carter raised his hand, silencing them. “Do not fear. I have chosen you because you are capable. You will not fail me.”

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At last, one of the Xlydra, her dark eyes reflecting the golden light, spoke up. “Will you be with us, Primordial One?” Her voice held a note of desperation. “Will your guidance... will your presence remain with us as we go?”

Carter smiled slightly, a gesture that carried both warmth and immense power. “Though I will not walk with you physically, my presence will be felt wherever my name is spoken. I will see through your eyes, hear through your voices. My Saints, you are my instruments, and my power flows through you.”

With his final words, Carter spread his wings wide, golden feathers shimmering like starlight. The Saints, now reassured, nodded in unison, determination hardening in their expressions.

“You may now prepare for the journey. I will send you all to different planets with some other eternals,” Carter concluded, his voice resonating with finality. “The time for your journey is near.”

The hall was silent once more, but the energy in the air was electric. The Saints understood—this was their moment.

Carter had given the Saints time to contemplate the gravity of their mission, ensuring they were ready for the immense task ahead. Meanwhile, he summoned 50 of his most loyal Eternal Believers—ten for each Saint. As they gathered before him, he explained the mission in clear terms, preparing them for the journey and their role in spreading his faith across the stars.

"Alright," Carter said after everything had been made clear, "since we have gone over the mission, it is time for me to carry you all to the planets."

The Saints and Eternal Believers bowed their heads in reverence, aligning themselves for the journey.

Carter extended his arms, using his control over gravity to form a shimmering protective barrier around them, an energy bubble designed for travel through the cold void of space. As it enveloped the group, Carter prepared for the journey.

"We will be traveling at speeds your mortal minds cannot comprehend," Carter said, his voice calm yet authoritative. "While the journey will take me several years, to you, it will feel like the blink of an eye."

With that, Carter began lifting them into space. "Here we go," he murmured as his wings expanded, golden and radiant, and he shot off into the vastness of space at speeds incomprehensible to mortal minds. The Saints and Eternal Believers, safely encased in his gravity bubble, remained frozen in time—unable to perceive the years that passed as Carter sped through the endless void.

After what seemed like no time at all for the Saints and their companions, Carter finally arrived at his destination—a solar system unlike any other, where one planet in particular caught his eye. This was the planet he believed to be home to the creators of the X3X prison. It was massive, its surface veined with unfamiliar patterns and towering structures, almost as if it pulsed with the weight of the civilization beneath.

As they floated above it, the Saints and Eternal Believers, who could now see clearly once more, looked in awe at the unknown planet below. The scale of it, the eerie glow of its atmosphere—it was unlike anything they had ever seen before. Whispers of reverence filled the air as they marveled at the world spread out beneath them, realizing they were in the presence of something monumental.

Carter hovered above them, his dark form majestic and awe-inspiring, casting a long shadow over the group. His eyes glimmered with purpose as he stared down at the planet that lay before them.

"Behold," he said quietly, "One of the worlds where our mission truly begins."