A presence immeasurably vast and ancient, indifferent yet encompassing all, seemed to cast its gaze from the endless heights upon this place.
The gaze of the Plane Will.
This was neither an attack nor a gift, more like a procedural record and a glance based on the rules of this Plane.
Yet for Duke, who was at the most sensitive moment of transformation, with his spirit and body simultaneously in a state of mystical exaltation, this glimpse was as if a beam of starlight from the depths of the universe pierced through the dark deep sea.
"Buzz——!"
Not a sound, but a fierce resonance at the soul level.
In that instant, Duke felt his perception ascend and expand infinitely, transcending the narrow chamber, beyond the Deserted Island, even beyond the limitations of the physical body.
He saw, or more precisely, it was not true vision, but a directly cognitive and indescribable presentation.
