"The floor is all yours, Arros."
Althea took a step back, recognizing that Finn clearly knew what exactly the inheritance was. Coupled with the fact that he was the only one with divine essence, from her perspective it was a no-brainer decision.
Finn glanced at her cursorily and offered a short nod of acknowledgment, though his mind was clearly occupied.
Already, he was thinking of how to go about claiming this inheritance that he definitely knew was a soul mass. There were too many thoughts going through his head. Thoughts about whether it would be the same as assimilating a soul mass from the future timeline. Thoughts about whether that would even work at all, seeing as he lacked any Ossuarist abilities here.
There were even counter-thoughts about whether he should be thinking about it from that angle at all. He was in a world where divinity existed. The Crimson Fist Tyrant had also been divine. In fact, a very powerful divine — a Rank III Divine entity.
