As if blessed by chaos itself, Maximus's child floated midair, as various chaotic phenomena swirled around the Aeon Plane.
As soon as this happened, strands of energy, born from every energy and laws, swiftly wrapped around his child.
Not to be outdone, the amalgamation of will, carrying the desires of every being in the Aeon Plane, stirred to life.
Drilling holes through the dense net of energy, various strands of this amalgamation of will seeped into the child.
Absorbing the sins, pain, and misfortune of all beings, the amalgamation of will emitted a gloomy aura that deepened to black.
Noticing this ominous energy, Maximus remained unfazed.
He had already deduced his child's situation: this negative energy was not a curse but a prime energy that could further nurture his child's potential.
"Hah, it seems my child is more talented than I thought…"
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