Each of the trillions of quasars that made her felt like they were filled with boundless potential.
Her Aspects of Existence buzzed as they felt the unique authority coursing through them.
The same authority that nearly killed her.
The same authority that the moment it was being corrected...
{The 7th Boundary Layer of Ruin has been achieved.}
{The 8th Boundary Layer of Ruin has been achieved.}
Crimson gold words like these rose multiple times over as the tendrils of Ruin that had been wrecking her body all these years suddenly turned docile!
{The 9th Boundary Layer of Ruin has been achieved.}
{Enough understanding of Ruin by your Foundation still remains as it seeks your Extremity Meridians to progress even further.}
She felt it meld into her very soul as if she could control it to the finest threads!
As if her soul was meant just for this.
