That original festival had been born from basic Towers of Origin, primitive structures that had served their purpose before being systematically replaced with something infinitely grander.
In their place, he had forged the Towers of Osmont…monuments to advancement that were supported by Early Sacred Living Eidolons, massive glorious statues that provided foundations capable of channeling forces that normal towers could never hope to accommodate!
What would happen when these vastly superior structures began singing their hymns? Would the result still be classified as a mere Festival of Existence, or would the grandeur of his upgraded towers produce something that transcended every previous category?
"…"
He already knew the answer, and the musings filled him with anticipation that bordered on euphoria.
He thought about it once more as he would make a move that would forever change many things. And he found that even after all the caution, his decision remained the same!
