It feels like just returning, yet also as if never having left.
He suddenly opened his eyes, those eyes that seemed to reflect the Inner Sea of Stars, now mirrored infinite parallel worlds, like watching segments of his own history in a mirror.
"Second Magic... it's finally completed."
Experiencing the reality of mere moments, yet actually spending hundreds of years, leaping across countless parallel spaces, desperately gaining experience to traverse the final journey, and ultimately reaping the sweet fruit he wished for.
The most direct feeling is that, in an instant, countless records surged from the other side of the soul like a tide! When the magic gathered all possibilities from parallel worlds, it also gathered all related records, overlapping them onto the same existence.
Infinite worlds.
Infinite "selves."
