As Azure closes his eyes and channels his focus, the miniature worlds tremble. He feels it—the pull, the surge, the resonance. Every drop of prana within the three worlds begins to flow, drawn toward him like rivers converging into a boundless ocean.
A vortex of pure energy manifests around Azure. The flow intensifies, the currents spiraling faster as the prana from the miniature worlds races toward him, piercing the barriers to reach their creator. The once-placid sky above the island darkens, clouds forming a tempestuous ring that mirrors the energy storm below.
Azure's body begins to change. His posture straightens as his frame seems to grow lighter, more refined. Lines etched by time on his face soften, disappearing entirely. His once-graying hair darkens to a rich, deep brown, and his skin glows faintly, radiating vitality. He exhales deeply, his breaths synchronized with the rhythm of the prana surging through him.