Orion shook his head slightly at Lumi's playful comment, smiling softly as he refocused his attention.
The pressing force descending through his Sea of Consciousness was firm yet reassuring, like a skilled smith carefully hammering impurities from molten metal.
He inhaled deeply, visualizing the pressure and guiding it with precise intent toward the center of his Sea of Consciousness.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, under the vast and tranquil azure expanse, stood the World Tree Sapling.
Its slender trunk, shimmering with a gentle glow, stretched upward, two young leaves gently swaying as if caressed by an invisible breeze.
He gently guided the heavy, tempering pressure toward the sapling, carefully monitoring its reaction. Rather than resisting, the World Tree Sapling eagerly absorbed the incoming energy, drawing it deep into its roots and up through its slender trunk.
