THE.
It was a level of power that was absolutely far beyond what the current Achilles could naturally reach through conventional advancement, representing scales of existence that operated according to principles he'd barely begun to understand.
A level of power embodied by entities he absolutely had to avoid currently because direct confrontation would result in his immediate and permanent collapse. And yet, an endless stream of such concentrated authority fell directly into his lap through this alliance, and with such opportunity presenting itself before him, he would be an absolute fool to reject it based on caution alone.
So he drank from the offered river.
And he drank deeply without restraint.
And oh.
Oh!
Even though he was doing his best to control the rate at which he took in THE Civilizational Authority of Dreams, his entire existence could not help but tremble in overwhelming euphoria that transcended anything he'd experienced through previous Assimilations.
