I Can Assimilate Everything-Chapter 599: Sit!
Achilles felt the waves of power coursing through him as he thought about THE Vakochev Scales of Existence, and a moment later, prompts rose before his eyes with information that made his already blazing consciousness burn even brighter.
|THE Surface Depth of Absolute Sovereignty Achieved|
|Your Way of Assimilation has attained THE distinction and is now recognized as legitimate Primordial Civilization by Observable Existence.|
|Assimilation Range Expansion|
|The distance required before you can Assimilate has been expanded to 1 Mile.|
|As long as any aspect of yourself exists within 1 mile of anything you wish to Assimilate, you can do so through Instant Depth Assimilation.|
|Amplification Coefficient|
|All that is Assimilated is further amplified by 50% by your Way before integration.|
|This amplification applies to authority, memories, capabilities, and Principles consumed.|
|Monarch Designation Unlocked|
|You can now designate Monarchs of Assimilation for all budding Civilizations under your Way.|
|Currently Budding Civilizations: Life, Necrocracy, Dreams, Alchemy|
|Any entity designated as a Monarch in any of the Ways under you will face accelerated advancement toward THE Level One Scale of Existence.|
|The injuries of Depths belonging to Monarchs under you can be healed through application of your Way.|
|Sovereign Consumption|
|When facing entities of equal or lesser Depth, your Assertions regarding Assimilation are hard to be contested.|
Achilles felt his power settling into stable configuration as he observed these vibrant prompts, and he found himself focusing on one capability in particular.
The section detailing Monarchs of Assimilation.
One thing in particular caught his attention with force that made his newly weighted existence pulse with possibility. The prompt that said he could heal injuries of Depths.
The moment such words were fully processed, he turned his gaze toward Eyyanah.
His figure currently looked unlike anything he had manifested before this transformation. Purple-gold stellar particles of THE Civilizational Authority of Assimilation surrounded him in swirling patterns that painted the air with light that didn’t exist in conventional spectrums.
Illusory suns and moons rotated around his form in orbits, each celestial body radiating authority that pressed against reality with weight that even THE Endless Dream could feel pressing against her manifested presence.
His gaze was imposing as he looked toward Eyyanah.
"Do you want to heal your Collapsed Civilization?"
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BOOM!
The question hung in the air with weight that made the surrounding space tremble.
Eyyanah’s jeweled eyes widened with shock that beings of her level rarely displayed, her manifested form actually taking a step backward as if physical distance could help her process what she had just heard.
"What...are you talking about?"
Her voice emerged with genuine confusion rather than deflection. Collapsed Civilizations could not simply be healed. The damage inflicted during the Age of Collapse had been catastrophic precisely because it struck at foundations that could not be easily repaired. Recovery was possible through eons of careful cultivation, but...
Achilles proceeded to wave his hands with gesture that made reality itself pay attention.
Four incandescent illusory thrones materialized from concentrated authority and began floating around him in stately procession. Each throne represented one of the budding Civilizations under his Way, and each radiated distinctive power that matched its corresponding domain.
The throne of Life pulsed with verdant radiance that spoke of growth and vitality. The throne of Necrocracy burned with obsidian flames that whispered of endings and transformation. The throne of Dreams shimmered with silver-gold sandy brilliance that promised visions made manifest. The throne of Alchemy gleamed with copper-green luminescence that told of transmutation and synthesis.
Achilles looked at Rose with a smile that needed no words to convey its meaning.
She smiled back with fierce understanding, and without hesitation she floated toward the throne of Alchemy and settled onto its surface with grace that made the action seem predestined. The moment she took her seat, the throne blazed with recognition of her claim.
|Monarch Designation Confirmed|
|Rose Adrian has been designated as Monarch of Alchemy under THE Civilization of Assimilation.|
|Her advancement toward THE Level One Scale of Existence has been accelerated.|
|Her connection to THE Civilizational Authority of Alchemy has been amplified by 50%. Usurpation may be possible if more THE Civilizational Authority of Alchemy is assimilated.|
|As Monarch, she may designate subordinate positions within her domain and spread the influence of her Way under the umbrella of Assimilation.|
The copper-green radiance surrounding Rose intensified dramatically as she integrated with her new position, and her already formidable presence grew heavier with Depth that borrowed from Achilles’s own achieved weight.
Achilles then turned his attention back toward Eyyanah, his purple-gold eyes blazing with invitation as he motioned toward the silver-gold sandy throne of Dreams that continued floating in its orbital path around him.
"Sit."
The single word carried weight that pressed against her manifested form with almost physical force.
...!
Eyyanah felt her existence pounding with mixture of fear and hope as she processed what was being offered. To place her Way of Dreams under another’s authority was not a decision to be made lightly. It meant acknowledging hierarchy, accepting that her Civilization would exist within the framework of something larger than itself.
But if it meant healing the damage that had crippled her for eons...
Ah, she had Dreams!
And she dreamed big!
She moved toward the throne with steps that felt like crossing threshold between eras of her existence. The silver-gold sandy surface welcomed her as she lowered herself onto its cushioned embrace, and the moment she fully settled into position, something fundamental shifted in her relationship with reality itself.
Prompts blazed before her perception with information that made her manifested eyes widen with shock.
|Monarch Designation Confirmed|
|THE Endless Dream has been designated as Monarch of Dreams under THE Civilization of Assimilation.|
|Your Way of Dreams has been placed under the umbrella of The Way of Assimilation.|
|Your independent authority has been exchanged for accelerated advancement and protection under a greater Civilization.|
|Your connection to THE Civilizational Authority of Dreams has been amplified by 50%.|
And then the prompt that made her entire existence tremble with hope she had not allowed herself to feel since the Age of Collapse.
|As Monarch of Dreams under THE Civilization of Assimilation, the Leader of your encompassing Civilization has begun healing your cracked Depth actively.|
|The damage inflicted during your collapse is being systematically repaired through application of THE Way of Assimilation.|
|Your Collapsed status is being erased.|
|Estimated time to full restoration: Soon? Soon.|
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BOOM!
The revelation struck Eyyanah with force that made her manifested form actually destabilize momentarily before she regained coherent expression!
She could feel it happening in real time, could sense the cracks in her Depth that had persisted for eons beginning to seal themselves under the influence of authority that treated damage as simply another thing to be consumed and integrated.
She was being healed!
Not even her, but her Depth!
Her Civilization!
Holy shit!
It was not through a slow recovery over countless years of careful cultivation, but through active intervention by someone whose Way of Existence apparently included the capability to repair what should have been irreparable.
Her jeweled eyes turned toward Achilles with expression that combined gratitude and profound reassessment of everything she thought she understood.
He smiled back at her with warmth that seemed entirely genuine.
"I told you," he said with casual tone that contrasted dramatically with the magnitude of what he had just accomplished. "You will be the first among the Collapsed Civilizations to fully return to your prime. You just needed to dream."
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