In the Early Veiled Shore, the atmosphere wes immensly glorious at this moment.
Yoshinami's song continued, softer now but no less powerful, weaving through the air like a blessing being recorded in reality itself.
Heidrun's dance slowed to match, their combined ritual not ending but transitioning into something sustainable, something that could continue as long as needed.
"Master," the Infiniverse said, drawing Noah's attention back to her. "This is just the beginning. The Seed will grow. The Principle will genuinely bloom. And as it does, as I do, as we all do... the harvests will become richer."
She gestured to the Seed, to the Shore, to everyone present.
"The First Farmer dreamed of reality where effort always mattered. Where trying always yielded something. Where even failure planted seeds." Her smile contained certainty that transcended prediction. "We will make that dream real. Not just here, but everywhere you choose to plant your influence."
