Elysia's evolution had brought about significant changes, but Ash wasn't exactly focused on the details at the moment.
He was already intent on defining his bloodline, which was part of the reason Elysia wanted her own evolution and process completed first. Beyond simply wanting to go first, she could also make his process far more efficient.
"You don't have to create a new race or do anything overly special," Elysia said as she floated in front of him, now wearing a red dress.
Her true form stood an impressive 6 feet 7 inches tall, yet she chose to remain in a miniature form small enough to perch on Ash's shoulder.
"You make it sound so simple... I am dying, after all."
He knew exactly what had to be done—perhaps the only thing that could be done.
He had to die, truly die, and be reborn through the very essence of his bloodline. In simple terms, define his race not with words, but through actions.
