As Harry made his decision, the energy bar in front of him continued its steady decline, the numbers ticking down with each passing moment. In his mind, the 'Purple Simulation Coin' pulsed brightly, its ethereal glow bathing his thoughts in warm light.
A surge of energy coursed through him, like a river of warmth flowing from the Simulation Coin, sweeping through his veins and spreading outward. This was no ordinary life force, it felt more unique, more potent, as though every ounce of it was designed specifically for him. Despite its relatively small amount, the power felt perfectly in sync with his body, as though it belonged to him, as if it had always been a part of him.
The Simulation Coin's teachings echoed in his mind, almost like a whisper: 'This is the origin of life. The foundation from which all life springs. The most precious essence of existence.'