His condition grew increasingly unstable.
At first, he only projected that pitch-black dream into reality intermittently, but as time passed, it began happening more and more frequently.
She had no choice but to take him out of Dark Night City, lest his changes have a devastating impact on the city he could not let go of. She could only take him to the chaotic frontier, watching him in solitude day after day as the dream he generated expanded little by little.
It was no longer golden and dreamlike.
Instead, it was terrifyingly chaotic, as though he had become a true Chaos Being.
She lowered her head in the silence and waited in anguish.
Sitting at the edge of the Main Universe.
Watching a calamity come into being, little by little.
As though this alone could bring them closer to eternity.
"I don't know how long I can stay with you, but I'll stay until the very last moment. Maybe once you've undergone this transformation... Lynn, you'll truly be able to stand at that pinnacle no one else can reach."
And the fire in Chaos Deep Space continued to burn.
Or rather, ever since Lynn had completed that final ascension, his fire had already set Chaos Deep Space ablaze. Chaos had become his fuel, allowing him, in the limited time he had, to wrest more of the dream's remaining kindling and fuel from the sleeping Lord of the End.
Time continued to pass.
The transformation grew even more violent.
At one point, the chaotic dream he projected had even swollen beyond the vast Star River.
He remained asleep throughout.
But finally, one day, when that chaotically expanding dream withdrew into his body once more, she saw Lynn awaken just as she was about to take him back again.
It was the