At the entrance of the alley, the victorious Artisan stopped the two.
Valen warily drew his weapon, and the man said only one sentence.
"Ernest, you are now qualified to witness the ultimate of Creation."
In the words left by Ernest, he himself couldn't describe the wondrous and mystical Domain he traversed to reach that place.
But there, he saw the process of the world being forged.
The Furnace spewed stars, the flames of Earth's core burned the primal mold, the breath of the Divine Spirit extinguished the embers, transforming into all Nature, gathering from tiny entities into vast and grand Concepts, the system of Nature opened the space for Laws to operate, and as the world flourished, countless methods emerged.
The strikes of a mortal's hand on the Forging Hammer, the resulting products may be insignificant, but this process is nonetheless the prototype of world-building.
