Yuuto narrowed his eyes a bit, the tension in the room coiling tighter.
Alister's gaze drifted toward the large projection in the center of the room—currently dark, reflecting nothing but the gravity of his words.
"They are beings who possess powers—laws—that govern existence itself," he said slowly, his voice calm, yet each word weighed heavily. "These aren't abilities like ours... Talents we awaken due to being infused by magical power. They are absolutes. Their power functions the same way gravity pulls a planet toward its sun. The same law that keeps this world from drifting into oblivion."
He turned back toward the group, his golden eyes gleaming.
"A Celestial Title grants dominion. Authority over a concept. Time. Space. Death. Life. Emotion. Even something as intangible as hope or despair. And with it… comes influence. Reality bends to accommodate them."
Silence met his words, but he wasn't finished.
"And one of these beings has taken an interest in this planet…"
