He breathed a sigh of relief as he landed, aware that a massive amount of time had passed, during what had felt like an hour or two at most. He took a deep breath, and sighed in relief again, before casting his mind out, seeing if he had reformed, he had time, he had new knowledge, and he had an idea what the end result was for. "The Beyonders NEED the power from crushing that much 'material' plane to exist. We produce something they need. And they fear that need. Maybe there are thousands of 'reality plane types' to exist, and all of us are locked into the cycle of slowly expanding and shrinking, destroying and creating. I need to see one of these far realms, right on the boundary. I need to see one of the Beyonders up close and personal. Then I might understand what they are after. Everything wants SOMETHING, I just have to figure out what."<br/><br/>He then tried to leave the temple shrine. He had what he needed, and the 'mortal aspect' had its end of the bargain. He just needed to figure out what he had learned. He had impressions, likely incorrect, but it was more than what he had had before.