Divine Realm
Anthony seated himself in a poised lotus position, his posture exuding an unyielding tranquility.
His aura, a gentle yet commanding force, radiated an ethereal calm, suffusing the surrounding atmosphere with a profound stillness.
The very air seemed to hold its breath, entranced by the serene equilibrium of his presence.
In this meditative state, Anthony's essence flickered intermittently, as though his very existence danced on the precipice of reality.
Time itself seemed to bend, each second stretching into infinity, as he delved deeper into the recesses of his consciousness.
After an indeterminate span, his eyes slowly fluttered open, their depths gleaming with an unmistakable clarity.
A subtle smile curved his lips, carrying with it an aura of quiet confidence, a testament to the revelations uncovered in his introspection.
"I've made the most progress I can within a century"
