As countless Living Existences sent their authorities into the Tree of Unity, verdant brilliance gushed forth and bathed their figures in light that suggested belonging to something greater than individual power.
The tree grew ever larger, its branches spreading across dimensional boundaries with each new contribution.
Melancholic Sovereign Drai stepped forward, his perpetual aura of depression somehow lighter than usual…though still heavy enough to make nearby space consider giving up.
"For an occasion such as this," he said, his voice carrying its characteristic weight of inevitable ending, "even though my mood is not the best…and it never is, I would like to invite my colleague to set the appropriate atmosphere. Her disposition is considerably happier than mine, though that's not saying much."
He gestured toward the Living Emotives behind him, where a figure stood that Noah had been discretely observing with growing interest!
