You slowly reached out to grab the girl's hand, and she made no attempt to move her hand away from yours when you did. Her hand gripped tightly around your own, and you started to finally imbue Illyasviel with the concept you had come here to grant her. The concept of 'Anima'. You quickly spoke a few lines of your aria under your breath as you began the conceptual application, not enough to destabilize the world, but enough to make it easier to wield truth.

Illyasviel seemed to begin to glow slightly as you continued to imbue her with the concept of Anima, and her hand started to grip your ever more tightly, until finally, the application was done. Illyasviel stared into your eyes, her crimson eyes almost... sad, as you started to feel your spirit be pulled away from this internal world, and everything turned white.

[Status Updated!]

Part 45