I stood there, staring at it, feeling the weight of what Amun had said. That was what Theras sought. That was the path I now walked.
Amun did not interrupt my silence. After some time, he stepped closer, his movements unhurried.
"You will not reach it as you are now," he said quietly.
I turned my gaze from the throne to him.
Before I could respond, he raised his hand. Essence did not gather from the surroundings but manifested directly around his palm, condensing out of nothingness. A single link formed first, suspended in the air, its surface smooth yet engraved with faint, ancient runes that flickered with dim light. Another link emerged beside it and attached itself seamlessly, followed by another, and then another, each one appearing in perfect sequence.
The chain grew steadily, link by link, its structure stabilizing as the runes across its surface awakened fully.
