As the crimson moon reached its zenith, bathing Xylos in its most potent light, Kaelen felt a profound shift within himself. He was no longer just an artisan; he was a conduit, an immortal artisan whose creations would now perpetually feed and amplify the amplified ecstasy of Xylos. He would continue to sculpt, his art now imbued with an eternal resonance, each piece a testament to the power of desire, a beacon of pleasure in the heart of the infernal city.