[Following the agreed upon conditions in the proposition, the Apparatus shall now uphold its part of the deal.]
Whoosh!
Just as Ataraxia was finished through the last set of words that appeared on the ancient-looking screen, his attention was forcefully shifted upwards after sensing that something above the Mystic Plane was starting to manifest.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Continuing to stare at the sky, the young man eventually saw a rift that led to who knows where appear, only for it to then open as its insides revealed what looked to be a massive construct that ran off pure energy.
Sensing an incredibly familiar feeling from the massive construct within, Ataraxia swiftly put two and two together in his head as he briefly glanced at the ancient-looking screen beside him in disbelief.
'Is that… what I think it is?'
'…'
'…The true form of the Apparatus?'
Fwoosh!
