As that ninth breath was taken, inhaling prior, and exhaling after, an unforgettable scene unfolded with countless serving as witnesses. Waves of solidified and ephemeral space bellowed outwards, sending visible ripples for tens of trillions of miles. Flares of luminous light erupted incessantly, painting a portion of the galaxy a heavenly hue of flickering gold. Storming further and further out from the tribulation gate, chaos mana swirled violently out while growing thicker and bigger, touching the edges of the galactic zones' defenses in an ear-splitting screech.
An unfathomable force exuding the apex of mysticism descended upon this region of creation, heralding the arrival of a True Sage, an embodied representative of the will of Mysticism; the glorious aura that followed was unprecedentedly majestic, exemplifying cherishing of life, fearless before death, sword facing the world, and courage within the heart.
