Sigrid, her entire being bathed in the white light of Order, frowned as she looked at the ape's shifting form, the authority it emanated a direct affront to her very nature.
Even Khor, whose form was still a beacon of reconstituting light, showed a flicker of genuine surprise in her eyes. She had not expected to see the authority of a Dead Existence manifest so completely!
The obsidian authority reached a precipice of concentration, and the ape's eyes, once dead and lifeless, snapped open.
They shone with an obsidian-gold light, currently devoid of the ape's original cognizance. They held a new, singular gaze: the terrible, hungry will of Ozymandias.
Prompts bloomed, detailing the monumental effort and its unprecedented result.
|This is a tremendous effort, supported by the Seed of the Principle of Perpetual Harvest, because harvest does not pick and choose between life and death; it permeates all existence. One can have harvest permeate across existence.|
