#Wayfinding Goals

[21:52] There it was. The opening that Ethan had been waiting for. Reito had managed to pull off a miracle and give them some time, beating away the mist with her incredible radiance. A feeling of dread crawled up the Wayfinder's back as he looked up to the heavensward rift. Eyes narrowed as mana surged forth with more might than ever before.

Both of the man's hands reached up to the skies, Rebirth remained within his grasp tightly, shedding an incredible green light.

Netherworld
Territory
Travel
Interpolation
Conversion
Portal

All of the magical spun into existance at once, forming a familiar sight, yet one that held brilliance beyond anything Ethan had ever shown before. His teeth came to a grit before a sub-command was etched onto each and every single circle in succession, allowing the man to pour more mana than was required to do what he intended to do.

The lifestream's endless might would be drawn closer as Ethan's staff began spinning at his fingertips, faster and faster, opening up a portal to the spirit realm from where he was - no.

A gate. One side was right where he was, the other laid far beyond, behind the rift that had been torn open. Like a faucet being turned on the Wayfinder unleashed it all at once.

A conduit through the physical realm was open, allowing the magical highway that carried all mana to pass through. Yggdrasil's strands would crash upon the very thing that was tearing it apart, aiming to pierce a hole right through it - to heal a hole into the rift and force it to be shut close.

To repair the world using all of the might his staff granted him. All of his native ability. Every drop of sweat and blood both him, Reito, and Thera had poured into this project.

The masterpiece, Rebirth, was being pushed to its limits.
(Ethan Hawke)