[: 3rd POV :]
[: Absolute Being: Absolute Ascension :]
The words rolled out of Daniel's mouth like a decree from something that had existed before creation itself, calm, absolute, and terrifying.
And the moment they were spoken, the air changed.
It wasn't merely pressure.
It was existence itself rejecting the Apostles' presence.
The sky trembled.
The light bent.
The will of the world, broken moments ago by the Spark of Overrule, shuddered, as though it recognised its true master.
Daniel's body began to glow, not with radiance, but with something deeper —an aura that seemed to consume even the concept of colour.
His form blurred between light and dark, shifting between creation and destruction, as if reality could not decide what he truly was.
The mana energy that often danced around him now roared like a cosmic sea, swirling into halos of black and white that stretched endlessly behind him.
