'It comes from within us Writers. It is what grants our worlds shape, structure, and form… like constructing a human body. Bones, flesh, skin, organs… all of them are built through Aether.'
With another wave of his hand, Frey drew forth even more power, increasing the speed of his movements.
'Aura, meanwhile, is the force of life itself. It is the blood that moves those worlds and keeps them alive. When the two are combined… a world is born.'
"Using Aether, I can reconstruct perfect bodies. Bodies identical to the ones they possessed at the peak of their lives… living vessels of flesh and blood capable of receiving their souls once more."
"With this power… I can save them."
"I can save them all."
Every single person who had died upon Planet Earth had been preserved thanks to Nameless' manipulation of life and death.
And now… the time had come to bring them all back.
Before the eyes of Alexander, Shiva, and Maskith… a miracle unfolded.
