Cain moved through the snowy terrain, a small smile appearing on his face as frost crunched beneath his boots. Origin Island was dangerous—extremely dangerous. Some of the insects roaming its surface carried toxins potent enough to paralyze his nerves, and the environment itself seemed hostile to most forms of life. Yet despite all that, the energy born from the island's laws carried an unprecedented might.
That energy nurtured his body at a surprising rate, reinforcing his flesh and spirit with every step he took. More astonishing still was the fact that it could directly nurture his True Name—a feat not even pure Origin Power had been able to accomplish.
Even more amazing to Cain was the way he could channel that energy into his Neo-Demon Core. With every cycle, the harmony between the core and the Blue Matrix fused within it improved, becoming smoother, more efficient, more complete. The resonance between them grew steadier, like two once-clashing frequencies finally aligning.
