The only regret was that he could not, like the Dragon Maiden, log off from Toriel at any time and return to Barto Hell or Elariya.
Otherwise, even with the power of the Chromatic Dragon Queen, she might not be able to find him in the vastness of space and re-establish the link to his soul projection.
Only the Supreme Deity had the ability and the right to control the entire kingdom's heavens.
For that reason, even after he had successfully "marked" it, Rose or the Chromatic Dragon Queen could not directly destroy it in that uninhabited void.
They had to wait until it neared the main material plane of Toriel or was summoned and teleported by the High Elves to Elariya.
And that time, if the High Elves did not operate to alter its course, would be in forty-four years.
Once this mission succeeded, he would gain at least a twelve-year head start for the Chromatic Dragon Queen and even his mother, Pafila, based on this plan's strategic setup.
Of course, the premise was that he could complete the mission entrusted to him by the Chromatic Dragon Queen. This mission involved approaching The Slaying King Star, observing it, and leaving a mark on the comet—a mark that even a divinity incarnate would not be able to easily detect and erase.
The former task of observation was relatively easy. After all, even the Elven gods might not imagine that a dragon could leap across the starry sea for thirty years, quietly approaching The Slaying King Star at the edge of the kingdom's heavens, just to leave a mark.
Just as he had to remain dormant for most of his journey, he believed the incarnations of the two Elven gods did the same.
After all, as the saying goes, "A thief may prowl for a thousand days, but one cannot guard against a thief for a thousand days."
The most important thing was that a sentient consciousness, eternally awake and trapped in the blackness of the starry sea, would go mad.
Only the latter was very troublesome; he had to crash into The Slaying King Star like a meteorite, as aimlessly as those tiny meteoroids in the universe.
There were no tools with spatial coordinates that could remain intact and stable after such a collision.
Divine marks were even less likely to work, as that would be directly declaring their intentions to the Elven gods.
But he could not wait that long. He had to depart immediately.
Otherwise, if no better solution could be found behind the scenes, it would mean the complete collapse of the plan.
Damn it, if only 'my ashes' could be used as coordinates.
He sent this absurd thought and difficult question via Telepathy to Sky City in the deserts of Toriel, then slowly drifted into slumber. There were still thirty-two years to go.
He chose to trust in the wisdom of the "dragons providing support."
Attilicia, who had chosen to stay in Toriel to become the "Dragon standing behind David," was utterly bewildered when he received the 'technical challenge' David had proposed.
After failing to find an answer in the various unearthed 'Neisser ancient texts,' Attilicia returned to Barto Hell. Swallowing his pride, he sought powerful assistance from the goddess Pafila through the Pillar of Faith.
After some consideration, Pafila offered a potential solution. It was an achievement from Blue Star's year 2023 that not even David, the transmigrator, had witnessed from his original time: the Nobel Prize in Chemistry for "Quantum Dot Ink."
This ink contains 'synthetically produced quantum dots,' which are semiconductor nanoparticles. Their electron structure allows them to absorb or emit light.
These properties make them excel in display technology, biological imaging, photovoltaics, and various other applications. They can even serve as fluorescent probes for labeling and tracking cells and molecules at a microscopic level.
And this was a direction David, the transmigrator from Blue Star, had never conceived of.
"An ink? As long as it's in the realm of alchemy, I can definitely create it," Attilicia declared confidently.
Wait for me, my boy!
Attilicia, who had returned to Toriel, was consumed by an unprecedented fervor.
It was just like years before, when he had coordinated with David's plan to steal the Century Fragrant Fruit, starting from scratch to learn how to calculate spatial coordinates.