The violet mists that had once defined the borders of the Frost Tide Empire did not dissipate; they crystallized into a firmament that shielded the newly formed world.
The atmospheric shell of the planet Eternia pulsated with a rhythmic, golden light as the final ley lines of the Holy Empire and the Iron Sky Union were forcibly woven into the Abyssal core.
The sensation was not one of mere growth, but of completion. For the first time since the ancient shattering, the world felt heavy. It felt permanent.
Inside the command sanctum of the Imperial Palace, Aegis felt the transition in his very marrow. The translucent interface of the System, which had once been a guide and a cage, underwent a violent transformation. The blue panels shattered into shards of prismatic light before reforming into a deep, obsidian interface etched with shifting crimson runes.
[ SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT ]
[ THE FRAGMENTED REALITY OF ETERNAL SKY HAS CEASED TO EXIST ]
