Skraal stepped through the passage into the next room of the trial, yet his feet barely felt the ground. His body moved on instinct, but his mind and soul were elsewhere adrift in a sea of revelation.
A strange stillness lingered inside him.
The quiet was not the kind born from peace, but the kind born from shaking foundations when a truth emerges so vast, so staggering, that even thought itself pauses to comprehend.
The Crow's words echoed endlessly within him.
"When you reach 100% in an Origin, it becomes a True Origin. And you start again. From 1%."
Skraal clenched his fists slowly as he walked.
He could still feel the residual ghost-energy fading from his skin.
The remnants of the Undead Titan Warrior's summon had long dissipated but the mark it had left on his mind remained.
"What happens when someone reaches 100%?"
"Before all of this... I believed that meant complete mastery. That I would become the embodiment of that Origin."
