Space, the final frontier.

Was it really so final if she could get to it so easily, though? She couldn't really get to the multiverse so easily. That probably was the actual final frontier. Was there even a multiverse? If there was, she supposed that was definitely the final frontier. Considering scientists couldn't actually tell if there was an actual multiverse or not--

Anser, stop.

She let out a deep breath that she hadn't realized she had been holding, staring down at the phone in front of her. It was nice. She wished she could use it as a civilian, sometimes. But that wasn't the point here, necessarily; Anser had heard a while ago that with this phone, they could get to space. She could get to whatever planet Anser was out there, in particular. She hadn't been too excited to try it when she heard. Sure, space was cool. But it was a mysterious place she knew nothing about. While she was connected to it, which meant it had to be in some way good, because this whole superhero thing meant she was a good guy, she didn't trust that. She didn't know what could be up there. Maybe it would just eat her alive.

Or maybe it was desolate, with no grass, no trees, no sounds, and no air.

That scared her more than the rest of it, honestly. It was space. Was it guaranteed to even be liveable? She had only taken up to a little bit of high school science, but it was definitely enough to know that breathing in space wasn't a possibility. That was why those astronauts had to wear their silly looking space suits all the time. That's why those pictures on the moon had dudes in spacesuits on them.

It wasn't for aesthetics, that's for sure.

She paced.

Anser had been telling herself for months that she needed to calm down and actually take advantage of the ability to go to space. If others had, it was probably fine. If others had and came back alive, it was definitely fine. She was a superhero with goose magic of some sort granted from space. If her magic was granted by space, being in space probably wasn't a big deal, right?

Despite telling herself that, it had still taken her nearly a half-year to get herself to the point where she could look down at her phone with confidence, at the big button at the bottom. She could do this. Anser could handle whatever was there waiting for her, and it definitely wouldn't kill her, anyway. She was too brave and strong for that.

Probably.

Anser debated recruiting Cybele or Nicodemus to come with her for the first trip, but Anser figured that the first time was probably best done alone, just in case something about her planet was dangerous. She didn't want to risk hurting Cybele. She especially didn't want to risk hurting Nicodemus, who was just a small kitty and probably didn't really have any way to defend himself. At least Cybele would have powers. Nicodemus was just small and could talk and awaken senshi. She didn't know if guardian cats really had any other abilities to defend themselves, and she just couldn't risk it. Anser had no idea what would happen if she did.

Stop delaying, Anser.

She tightly closed her eyes and smashed the button, hard.

Nothing felt different at first, not until she noticed a sudden breeze hitting her face that hadn't been present in the stale summer air back at home. When she opened her eyes, her mind made an addendum.

Back on Earth.

The sun was ...

It was red.

Anser couldn't look at it too long. It was still a star, her mind dimly reminded her after a moment, and she turned away, blinking the spots out of her eyes. But it was red. It tinged the sky with a reddish hue, despite whatever atmosphere this planet contained, leaving the sky looking like it might at early evening back on Earth. It clearly wasn't early evening here, whatever time it was. She wasn't sure, but if the sun worked like Earth's sun did, it was pretty high in the sky.

That was another thing that was different. It was daytime, here. Back home, night had already started. That was how she was able to get here in the first place; Mama had told her to go to bed.

Below her, there was tall grass, she was pretty sure. Or something like it. The grass looked brown. It reminded her of the color of wheat, not so much the color of the bright green grass they had at home. Anser bent down to smell it and determined it was definitely not wheat. It didn't have much of a smell at all, though. She had the thought that perhaps it was dry, perhaps even dead, but when Anser touched it, it didn't crack under her grip.

Weird.

Besides the breeze, it was also eerily quiet. There were the occasional rustling noises, including from the breeze against the plants, maybe small sounds that sounded like chirps if she wasn't hallucinating them, but there was really nothing else. Anser had a thought about where all the people were but then reminded herself.

There probably weren't any others.

This place was alive, but desolate.

The thought of being entirely alone made her heart slam in her ears, even as she continued on ahead.

Nervously, she clenched and unclenched her fingers, accidentally picking up some of the long brown grass along the way. When she realized that she was dropping things, she let out a quiet gasp, plucked some of it back up, and clenched the grass instead as she continued forward. Was there even anything here? It just looked like grass as far as she could see, maybe some high trees up ahead--

Her foot pressed down on something, and she looked down, curious.

What was so big and so ... grey?

Nervously, Anser stepped back from it, before looking ahead of her. The grass in front of her looked like it was flattened by something, but she couldn't exactly tell what it was from this angle. Did she need to take a closer look? Did she want to? She could just leave. Anser could just leave and maybe not die from whatever was sitting out there--

No, Anser could handle it. She had handled big bad guys like Omega, like that creepy circus general, like Sailor Stillwaterite and the crocodile man. She could definitely handle some weird grey hard thing on the ground. Why was she so nervous? Anser took another step forward, careful to circle around the grey hard thing on the ground.

It was fine.

She could handle this.

It was fine.

It was--

"Dios mío."

At first, her brain didn't quite register what she had been seeing, but once the gears started turning, her eyes widened.

No.

No.

No!

Anser didn't allow herself to process it for any longer, nearly dropping her phone in a scramble to get it out again and smashing the button to return herself to Earth as quickly as possible.

The final frontier was ******** up.