The birth of a world.
This was what Damien saw upon binding Calypto.
It was a scene he'd seen once before, but not nearly in the same level of detail as what he was currently witnessing.
From the moment the universe's mana coalesced into a tiny sprout that would bloom into a World Core all the way until that World Core matured, formed a world around it, and birthed life, Damien saw it all.
He was an observer, someone who shouldn't have existed as this happened. And from this position, he was able to witness things the common eye wasn't supposed to see:
Traces of the universal law in its purest and most unadulterated form.
'This…'
Damien's mind raced. The matter of the world itself was secondary. Even the immense Life and Death comprehension he could gain from watching the world grow was secondary.
If he could obtain even a trace of comprehension of the universal law, all else would become mundane.
'Khh…!'
