{They do not know of the identity you have reclaimed through the Existential Weaving of the Protagonist, nor what you can observe and understand with such an identity now. So let them mock and degrade. Let them sit on their high pedestals of their Legacies that have remained untouched for eons, and never before have they faced the burning intent of the Weaver of Extremity himself. The intent…that may just be the sword that cleaves their pristine Legacies.}
A set of prompts came that caused the eyes of the Manifestation of the Infinite Hyperversal Haven to dilate, and for Ruination to open her lips in shock!
The answer soon came: an unconscious elf suddenly having a seizure?! He was akin to a fish out of water, his body flapping all around, and blood coming from all orifices.