Deafening, the sound lingers in the air, pure enlightenment, ascension from the ground...
It's a rather wonderful feeling, as if my mind has turned into dough, being stretched and kneaded to smooth out the creases, and even within, bubbles are continually rising, making everything dimensional like a honeycomb...
Indeed, my gun version is still too simple and crude; the true gospel cannot be described simply as a mental shock.
If the Seed of Ecstasy previously encountered was the switch to open the Fallen, planting a blood-sucking vine deep in the will, the gospel heard at this moment is the opposite extreme.
Wisdom, knowledge, mystery... impossible to decode, difficult to describe, yet evidently similar concepts directly infused into the self, helping to "become a better self."
The impact certainly exists, but as the saying goes, no destruction means no establishment; it is clearly the heavy hammer breaking the shackles, illuminating the self in a clear mirror.
