And this time, the situation differed from that initial "just a ladleful to drink" condition; this time, he was accepting everything that came his way, it was just short of absorbing the grey mist...
And after these were absorbed by him, they were obliterated and reconstituted immediately, transformed in some unknown way into... a golden aura!
This golden aura gradually filled his body, then ignited like flames, and eventually, the wisps and traces of the aura drifted out from within him, floating towards... the location of his consciousness!
Enveloped in the golden aura, he indeed had a strange experience, but over 90 percent of the aura got consumed at once, becoming the strength to expand "My World", leaving less than ten percent of the power to stabilize his conscious body, unaffected by the chanting sounds of the Graveyard of the Deceased.
"Wait, that sonic wave..."
