Eugeo’s right hand jerked.

I watched through my flowing tears as those fingers picked up something metallic, gleaming bluish-silver, from the pool of blood—the Blue Rose Sword by its grip.

Gripping his cherished sword that had lost half of its blade within the blood pouring from himself, Eugeo shut his eyes.

A sudden, warm scarlet light engulfed us. The red sea pulsed with light below us.

“What are….!?”

Administrator shouted out in a voice filled with anger. But the almighty ruler shielded her face with her left hand, as though terrified by the scarlet light, and stepped back.

The brilliance of the sea of blood intensified without end and at last, turned into countless dots of light as they floated up as one.

After fluttering about in the air for a moment, the beads of light whirled as they descended once more, drawn in by the Blue Rose Sword Eugeo held.

A new blade grew from where the sword split.

Transmutation.

My breath stopped as the miracle, only the two supervisors of this world were supposed to be capable of, was performed before my eyes. Overwhelming emotions swirled up from my chest and trickled out as fresh tears.

Upon regaining its original length after an instant, the Blue Rose Sword then had its detailed carving of a rose, its namesake, turn crimson. Its blade, its guard, its grip were all being dyed a vivid red.

Eugeo offered the beautiful weapon, what should now be renamed «Red Rose Sword», to me with a trembling arm.

Despite how it lacked all sensation a moment ago, my left hand moved and held the sword’s handle along with Eugeo’s hand as though drawn in by it.

Immediately, energy flowed into the deepest, furthest parts of my body.

This was no art.

This was definitely the power born of Eugeo’s will. A power, incarnation, brought forth solely from his mind.

(Alicization Uniting, 245)