After Iver confirmed his choice, the other two entries dissipated, turning to ashes.
His spirit slowly floated upward, looking down over the pitch-black earth. His chest held a light as blazing as the sun, while his spirit expanded drunkenly toward the entire world.
The remaining cluster of golden radiance streaked through a graceful arc and flew into Iver's chest.
It was like a key inserted into a lock, or a chemical reagent reacting with it. After it sank into the radiance in Iver's chest, that light boiled and exploded like cold water splashed into a pot of scalding oil. Iver's entire body began to glow, becoming transparent like crystal.
Particles shot rapidly outward from inside his body. They condensed into lines that constantly burst forth, then immediately bent and flew back upon touching Iver's skin, forming rapidly moving zigzags within him.
Like a slowly kindling fireplace, the radiance blooming from Iver grew increasingly intense.
Iver opened his eyes wide. The agony made him want to cry out, but he could not make a sound at all—the entire world was devoid of sound, filled only with pitch-black silence.
He raised his left hand and saw dark golden radiance shining beneath his skin, which had already become transparent like glass. As those bright particles constantly collided with Iver's "shell," they seemed to shatter and gradually grow indistinct.
They changed from shining particles into golden threads, then into a hazy cloud of golden mist.
Iver looked up at the pitch-black sky and suddenly understood something.
He raised both arms, as if praising the sun.
The next moment, Iver's entire form abruptly collapsed.
He became a shapeless cloud of light and mist, about to disperse outward.
At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and instantly woke up in bed.
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