"The Dawn Light tears through the darkness, the Sword of Justice cleaves the evil, my lord Iliad, you are the light of Order, the edge of Courage—"
"May your holy flame burn away evil, may your laws forge the Eternal!"
"Master of Light, avatar of the sacred, you shall exalt the Divine Throne, gloriously eternal!"
The devout prayers emerging from the Material Realm, even in the Void, are perceived, as faith converging from multiple worlds is forging an eternal, immortal Divine.
The birth of a True God causes disturbances in the Root Rules, attracting many gazes, yet these gazes quickly withdraw, avoiding unnecessary misunderstandings by not peering into the world where this True God is born.
For outside the Void of this world, numerous powerful entities stand, their immortal radiant light visible even billions of miles away.
