บท 59: Library(II)

After forming his True Intent, one built on hate, defiance, rebellion and heresy, Amon's mind and soul had become steady and calm and his rising madness had permanently been assimilated, becoming a true part of him.

This allowed his mind to be focused and his heart to be unwavering in front of anything the world would throw at him and yet…as he gazed at the world, he couldn't help but be left left stunned, his mouth open agape in awe.

He could see the runes that interweaved and connected to form all that was around him, he could see the origin aether that fueled it all, he could see the intent that ruled and guided it all…

He could hear the aether that flowed like a rushing river through the tides of the world, he could taste the flavour of aether, feel its warmth and smell its charming fragrances….

For a moment, merely looking at the walls of the cave around him, he felt like he might be in heaven.

'Calm. Calm. Calm. Calm. Calm.'