When the Archmagus of the Arcane University sought to transcend mortal understanding of magic, he turned to the Aether itself; the primordial essence said to flow between worlds.
For decades he toiled in solitude, inscribing runes into gold purified by starlight, and channeling the energy of collapsing ley lines into a single crystalline sphere. When his work was complete, the ring pulsed with a rhythm that mirrored his own heartbeat; alive, aware, and limitless.
The first time it was activated, the resulting blast erased an entire research wing and left a crater that glowed for weeks. Yet within the devastation, the Archmagus stood unharmed, moving with impossible swiftness as the currents of Aether carried him beyond mortal reach.
Now known as the Aetherion Core, the artifact remains one of the University's greatest secrets; a relic of pure convergence between destruction and ascension.