Caden's very essence seemed to quake at the monumental task he was undertaking. Every ounce of his being was thrown into the arduous process of unification. The cacophonous symphony of power, raw and unrestrained, surged within him, threatening to tear him apart. His consciousness, that ethereal, nebulous part of him, pressed against the barriers of his core, each blockade shattering like glass under the force of his will.
But then, he reached it - the final frontier, a barrier that felt as solid and unyielding as diamond. Every pulse, every surge of his essence seemed to simply dissipate against it. It was the boundary between him and the next realm of power, a threshold that seemed impossible to breach.