[The process of igniting Sword Aura has begun…]
Messages flooded before Arthur's eyes, but they didn't bother him in the slightest. He was detached from existence, from thoughts, from emotions, from reactions, from actions, from provocation…
For a certain period of time, he was merely a puppet, focusing on his own goals. All distractions and hindrances were drowned out, while Arthur's indifferent gaze focused solely on the shrouded figure of the Devil.
The wind, the light, the warmth, the cold, the roughness of the ground, the pain coursing across his body, the light tickle of the breeze, the fierce gaze of the Devil… They were all merely hindrances.
He was emptiness.
'...'
'...'
An accurate representation of his current thoughts.
[Your epiphany, The State Of Mushin, is being realized.]
[Drastic changes are occurring, both to the user's existence and their connection to the world itself.]