The powers reconfigure themselves again. The immunity to unaesthetic injury drifts into front-and-center prominence, haloed by all kinds of things being pulled in from all kinds of places, some of them recognizable, some very much not. Once again, the effect narrows considerably: the power he's being offered here is not one for being immune to all injury, or all unaesthetic injury. It's specifically one that shields him against the severance of parts of himself that he values highly. It won't stir itself to prevent any damage capable of being healed normally, or even somewhat abnormally. Its sole purview is the prevention of death and grievous physical or metaphysical maiming.

The version made of alien cosmic nonsense that he sees in front of him is a genuine absolute, but the process of translating it out into something he can copy and use blunts that edge a little. It'll still take any hit the local multiverse can throw at him—once. After that he'll need time to regroup and repair before it can shield him again, with the level of maintenance required scaling with how hard a hit it took. The mysterious personification is very apologetic about this.

Now, as for the other thing... here's where these powers really get to shine.

The power in question pulls into view, and instead of narrowing to a fine point like the last two, it diffuses outward, permeating the entire abstract space of all the powers until they reflect its own nature back at it, each with their own special twist. Like unfocusing your eyes to see an optical illusion, this diffusion reveals a hidden pattern, an underlying shape that seems to tie them all together. It repeats over and over again at every level, a shimmering fractal of gentle kindness—but the more he looks at it, the more he sees the incredible power behind that unassuming facade.

At its heart, it's breathtakingly simple. It's just that same shape repeated over and over again. Translated into legible concepts, it might go something like "goodness creating goodness". One person feels good, or succeeds in their goals, or gets something they want, and that makes it easier to be kind, easier to be generous, easier to be forgiving; and that effect is backed by a sprinkling of luck that makes those things easier still, and sends good fortune onward even without them; and as the effect spreads, so does the pattern, repeating and repeating, reinforcing itself every time it encounters its own echoes. It's impossible to twist or corrupt—and still just as impossible even after it translates out into Orden's terms, landing in a brilliantly delicate design where every part of the effect is intertwined with the rest and falls completely apart at the slightest interference; and it's subtle, so subtle you'd have to be a divinatory prodigy to even have a chance at noticing there was something to see. And its nature makes it self-limiting as regards accidental benefits to his enemies, because at every step of the pattern, it grows stronger when fed by people paying their good fortune forward with kindness and generosity, and weaker when someone instead chooses to harm others. The people who benefit most will always be the ones who embrace the underlying principle and turn goodness into more goodness.

...it does still lose a little in translation—it doesn't work quite as well, and the astonishing elegance of the core design is muddied by a lot of extra details that become necessary in the absence of the Spirit's causality-defying fiat—but it's still undeniably the most powerful and effective of the three powers he's gained this way.

Orden takes the designs into his soul with care and reverence, unclear on how he will replicate them for mass distribution but knowing with absolute certainty that he will. The bearer of Charity's Ring can do no less. 

And then he checks how the magic holding him in communion with The Spirit is going and oof that's a lot of salt he's been burning through. Enough to be a noticeable dent in his stockpiles. 

He gives his thankful goodbyes to The Spirit, and then releases the spells and lands back in the real world, where but a moment has passed. 

"Well, that went surprisingly well." 

He explains the magics he has obtained from the Spirit to Esme. 

"Neat! I wonder if your shiny new viral kindness power will synergize well with what I've got. We could solve Hell just by repeatedly being nice to each other. Well, as long as there was enough spillover onto other people for it to propagate forward."

"In a very real sense, is that not what we were already attempting? To give each other gifts until the defeat of Hell was possible?" 

"You know what, that's very fair. All right."

She rubs her hands together excitedly and pulls out a little pocket notebook.

"—it won't ruin anything if I take notes, right? This seems like the sort of situation where I'd better check if it's okay to take notes. I don't plan to keep them, just, you know, this is all a lot and it helps to have somewhere to put my scratch work."

"It is okay to take notes, but do be conscious of the fact that those notes will be almost inevitably a high security document that you shouldn't keep with you once we're done. I can provide a spare notebook if you don't want to use your own, with that in mind." 

"This isn't one of my sentimentally valuable pocket notebooks." She flips it open and starts writing things down.

"So, now that you've interacted with my mysterious powers, what do you think are the odds I can get fusions of them with other stuff? Were they easy to work with?"

"They were easy to work with, in the sense that they were kind and friendly and helpful. I'm not sure that cashes out to them being alterable by anything but their own desire to change. So a fusion might be viable but only if it's extremely pleasing to their asthetics, and it might well be essentially equivalent to politely asking them to just become like that almost independent of what we're doing." 

"Well I was thinking of, for example, what might happen if I fused the 'your own personal universe' power with the 'goodness from goodness' configuration of my no-collateral-damage power. And maybe threw in a few other things."

"The viral configuration we have operating on substrates other than the spirits powers, so that should be straightforwardly possible." 

"Though if I run with this notion, I'd still like to petition my powers about it directly just to see if they come up with something even better. But let's call that the Sit Back And Multiply Force plan—anything where my major investment is in making my own universe, it seems to me that I might as well go all-in on investing in that universe, at which point it doesn't really make sense anymore to think of me on the front lines. It's probably worth also separately thinking about what I'd look like on the front lines. In which case I should put down all the shiny toys like Labyrinthian, and focus on... hmmm... I wonder if building around Crown of Thorns might work, in that case? —I'm still not clear on something, by the way: you said you'll give me a Greater Bestowal for free, but does that mean I can potentially convince other people to give me their Remittances for free without incurring hubristic penalties, or is it just that you happen to be well-positioned to do that but nobody else is?"

"I happen to be well positioned to do that for free when nobody else is; Greater Bestowals can be powered by one of my limited personal slots for them and this seems worth it." 

"So I cannot both create my own universe and maximize being a tree. Tragic. Well, I'll cope. So, creating my own universe to Sit Back And Multiply Force, or seeking more specific and personal forms of empowerment. I must admit the first option is more appealing but I should still at least think about both, just in case the other one turns out to be more effective..." She organizes her notes accordingly. Her handwriting is ruthlessly optimized for both legibility and cuteness.

"Is Lesser Bestowal redundant with Greater Bestowal or can they complement each other?" she asks, gazing thoughtfully at the top of the original list.

"They can complement each other."