The pursuit of ultimate power has never been a path of accumulation without equal and devastating subtraction, for existence does not permit the birth of a titan without the death of the perspective that preceded it.
To grasp the ungraspable, to reach beyond the Bounded and the Gilded until one touches the hem of the Absolute, requires a currency that many find too heavy to pay.
One must lose the comfort of limited perception, the warmth of common sorrow, and the familiar weight of fear, for a being who is filled with the boundless cannot simultaneously carry the small, flickering embers of human fragility.
The cost of becoming boundless is, quite simply, the willingness to become nothing like what one was before, as the self is expanded until its borders dissolve into the infinite substrate of reality, leaving behind a presence that does not merely inhabit existence, but dictates its very arrangement.
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