The embodiment ended grandly.
Dark gold drained back out of the crimson, the tyrant's stature settled into the emperor's, and the burning gold eyes cooled to endless blue as THE Provenance of the Closed Crown withdrew to its small folded-arm seat at his temple, looking satisfied with itself.
The embodiment has ended. All attributes have returned to 20.|
And behind that prompt, more rose, and they did not stop rising!
|Your VERITAS has risen tremendously. Your PONDUS has risen tremendously. Your PROVENANCE has risen tremendously.|
|Cause: your current actions, weighed as truth lived at the deep Transfinite, and THE Infinite Provenance Baryogenesis, which has not paused once through battle, embodiment, rewriting, or erasure. Quarks remade within THE PROVENANCE REVERIE continue to exceed all prior conversions.|
|Assessment: the wall past 20 was meant to be hard. It was meant to be arduous, and long, and to break most of those who ever reached it.|
