✦✧✦ ELOWEN'S STATUS – Essence of the Celestial Destiny of the Primordials ✦✧✦
✦✧✦ Identity ✦✧✦
Name: Elowen
Age: 20 years
Race: Supreme Human / Luminaris
Lineages:
Luminaris
✦✧✦ Essence ✦✧✦
Soul Category: Soul of the Celestial Destiny of the Primordials
⚡ Links to the primal forces of destiny, granting the power to reshape past and future without boundaries.
Exclusive Ability: Shape and rewrite any event, decision, or possibility.
✦✧✦ Destiny System ✦✧✦
Destiny Points: Recalculating…
Main Functions:
✧ Total Destiny Reconfiguration: Alter events and outcomes at will.
✧ Alteration of Cosmic Laws: Rewrite the natural rules of any dimension or reality.
✧ Creation of New Worlds: Craft entire universes driven by intent.
✧ Temporal Connection: Master the flow of time—travel, pause, or revise history as desired.
✦✧✦ Cultivation Mastery ✦✧✦
Current Status: None
Cultivation Method: None (Extraordinary Innate Talent)
Energy State: Displays fragility in the present, yet harbors boundless potential.
✦✧✦ Physical Body Mastery ✦✧✦
Supreme Body of Illusions
Description: Forged from the raw essence of illusions, it allows the wielder to control and transform the unreal into the tangible.
Capabilities:
✦ Total Alteration of Illusory Reality: Create, reshape, or erase concepts and elements.
✦ Union between Illusion and Reality: Break down barriers, turning illusions into palpable truth.
✦ Command over Fundamental Concepts: Govern time, space, life, death, chaos, and order within the illusory realm.
✦✧✦ Supreme Abilities ✦✧✦
Soul of the Celestial Destiny of the Primordials
Passives:
✧ Omniscience of Destiny: Fully discern the threads that weave the fates of beings and all existence.
✧ Invulnerability to Destiny: Shield against any external force attempting to alter your path.
Actives:
✧ Web of Destiny: Sway billions of fates in a single breath.
✧ Rewrite the Future: Shift events to craft the outcomes you seek.
✧ Redefine the Past: Recast history as though it had always been so.
From the Supreme Body of Illusions:
Passives:
✧ Absolute Dominion over Illusions: Conjure and dispel illusory universes without limit.
✧ Realism in Simulation: Render illusions so vivid they mirror reality itself.
Actives:
✧ Labyrinth of Souls: Ensnare beings in endless illusions.
✧ Illusory Rupture: Erase the fragile divide between the real and the imagined.
✧ Alteration of Illusory Elements: Bend any concept within the illusory domain.
✦✧✦ Current Condition ✦✧✦
Current State: Severely weakened at this stage.
Limitations: Relies solely on innate talent and the destiny system for growth, lacking external resources or relics.
✦✧✦ Inventory ✦✧✦
Available Resources: None
Possessed Relics: None
Destiny Points Available: Recalculating…
The numbers overwhelmed me, swallowing me whole. So much power pulsed through those lines that I could hardly catch my breath. "Is this real?" I wondered, my chest tight with a thrill that bordered on disbelief. But then my eyes fell on the talents—supreme illusions, breathtaking in their scope, yet fragile in isolation. A stiff breeze could shatter me, I realized, and the fire in my chest dimmed, just a flicker.
Nael, as if peering into my thoughts, spoke in a low, steady voice:
— "You're a waste of potential. Just illusions? That only makes you a more interesting prey for anyone who wants to crush you."
His words cut like sharpened steel, slicing deep. I swallowed hard, the sting lingering. But he wasn't done. He reached for another ticket—this one heavier, its weight palpable—and placed it atop my head. A thick, searing heat enveloped me, as though I were being hammered into shape on a divine forge. My skin glowed, radiant; my hair—silver, pink, green—swirled like living flames. My frame stretched and strengthened, towering now, a warrior reborn from the embers of my former self.
— "This should keep you alive even if you die," — he said, his tone icy, yet laced with an undertone I couldn't quite unravel.
✦✧✦ ELOWEN'S STATUS – Essence of the Celestial Destiny of the Primordials ✦✧✦
✦✧✦ Identity ✦✧✦
Name: Elowen
Age: 20 years
Race: Supreme Human / Luminaris
Lineages:
Luminaris
✦✧✦ Essence ✦✧✦
Soul Category: Soul of the Celestial Destiny of the Primordials
⚡Links to the primal forces of destiny, granting the power to reshape past and future without boundaries.
Exclusive Ability: Shape and rewrite any event, decision, or possibility.
✦✧✦ Destiny System ✦✧✦
Destiny Points: 100 Quadrillion and 200 Trillion
Main Functions:
✧ Total Destiny Reconfiguration: Alter events and outcomes at will.
✧ Alteration of Cosmic Laws: Rewrite the natural rules of any dimension or reality.
✧ Creation of New Worlds: Craft entire universes driven by intent.
✧ Temporal Connection: Master the flow of time—travel, pause, or revise history as desired.
✦✧✦ Cultivation Mastery ✦✧✦
Current Status: None
Cultivation Method: Not applicable (Extraordinary Innate Talent)
Energy State: Displays fragility in the present, yet harbors boundless potential.
✦✧✦ Physical Body Mastery ✦✧✦
Supreme Body of Illusions
Description: Forged from the raw essence of illusions, it allows the wielder to control and transform the unreal into the tangible.
Capabilities:
✦ Total Alteration of Illusory Reality: Create, reshape, or erase concepts and elements.
✦ Union between Illusion and Reality: Break down barriers, turning illusions into palpable truth.
✦ Command over Fundamental Concepts: Govern time, space, life, death, chaos, and order within the illusory realm.
Primordial Immortal Body
Description: Transcends mortality, embodying eternity itself.
Capabilities:
✦ Infinite Regeneration: Rise anew, whole, even after utter destruction.
✦ Exceptional Attributes: Grants strength, speed, endurance, and perception beyond any being.
✦ Absolute Immunity: Shields against all harm—be it damage, poison, or curse.
✦✧✦ Supreme Abilities ✦✧✦
Soul of the Celestial Destiny of the Primordials
Passives:
✧ Omniscience of Destiny: Fully discern the threads that weave the fates of beings and universes.
✧ Invulnerability to Destiny: Shield against any external force attempting to alter your path.
Actives:
✧ Web of Destiny: Sway billions of fates in a single breath.
✧ Rewrite the Future: Shift events to craft the outcomes you seek.
✧ Redefine the Past: Recast history as though it had always been so.
From the Supreme Body of Illusions:
Passives:
✧ Absolute Dominion over Illusions: Conjure and dispel illusory universes without limit.
✧ Realism in Simulation: Render illusions so vivid they mirror reality itself.
Actives:
✧ Labyrinth of Souls: Ensnare beings in endless illusions.
✧ Illusory Rupture: Erase the fragile divide between the real and the imagined.
✧ Alteration of Illusory Elements: Bend any concept within the illusory domain.
From the Primordial Immortal Body:
Passives:
✧ Perennial Existence: Remain beyond the reach of any force seeking your end.
✧ Total Resistance: Stand impervious to all damage—physical, spiritual, or conceptual.
Actives:
✧ Rise from the Ashes: Rebuild yourself fully, even from total annihilation.
✧ Primordial Strength: Unleash energy capable of shattering stars with a single strike.
✦✧✦ Current Condition ✦✧✦
Current State: Severely weakened at this stage.
Limitations: Relies solely on innate talent and the destiny system for growth, lacking external resources or relics.
✦✧✦ Inventory ✦✧✦
Available Resources: None
Possessed Relics: None
The power surged through me, wild and molten, when something shifted. Without a thought, my arms encircled him. I pulled Nael close, my bare skin pressed against his, and the world froze. His warmth seeped into me, his muscles taut as if wrestling with an unseen force to stay still.
The silence roared. My heart hammered against his chest, and I couldn't tell what stunned me more: that he didn't shove me away, or that I stood there, raw and unguarded.
— "Are you... okay?" — I asked, my voice barely a whisper, fading into the air.
He didn't reply. His gaze locked with mine, and for a fleeting heartbeat, I glimpsed something—a fracture in his armor. It wasn't the unyielding Nael I knew, but a man caught in his own silent battle. Then he stepped back, his face slipping into its familiar, impassive mask.
The fire blazing in my chest wasn't just a fleeting thought anymore. "My body isn't the same," I realized, the air catching in my throat. I caught my reflection—my hair shimmered, stealing the sky's light: silver, pink, green, a wild cascade of colors, as if the aurora had taken root in me. Once, I'd been small, frail, nearly invisible. Now, my muscles felt solid, my stature commanding—a warrior sculpted by divine hands, reborn from the ashes of my past self.
I was so swept up in this storm of newfound strength that I didn't notice my arms wrapping around Nael again. I pressed him to me, almost by instinct. The heat of his skin against mine struck like a jolt. "He didn't push me away?" I thought, my pulse racing. Then the truth crashed over me: I was naked, vulnerable, clinging to him as if nothing else existed.
Suddenly, something firm, warm, and substantial brushed my stomach—large and thick. A shiver raced up my spine, sharp as a blade. My face flushed, heat flooding my cheeks. I stumbled back, quick and clumsy, but the warmth lingered, stubborn. Nael didn't flinch. He stood there, unmoving, his blindfolded gaze cutting through me—cold as frost, yet pulling me in with a force I couldn't name.
— "Put this on." — He tore off his shirt and tossed it to me. His voice was a quiet command, the kind you follow without hesitation.
Time stalled as he shed the fabric. The dim light traced every contour of his frame: broad shoulders, muscles chiseled like stone, a predator poised to strike. And that unmistakable bulge in his pants—impossible to overlook. "Don't look, Elowen, don't look," I chided myself, but my heart was already tangled in knots.
— "Calm down." — His voice sliced through the haze, firm and grounding, pulling me back from my spiraling thoughts.
I lifted my eyes. Even blindfolded, he seemed to see straight through me—my fears, my longing, every secret I tried to bury. He didn't need to raise his voice; his presence alone unraveled me.
I took the shirt with shaky hands. The fabric was still warm, carrying his scent—woodsmoke and storm—tightening my chest as I slipped it on. I swore I wouldn't glance at him again, but a spark flared within me, hot and reckless. "If he thinks I'm weak, that I'm nothing, he's in for a surprise," I vowed silently. The power thrummed in my veins, roaring that I was no longer the Elowen of before.
The air grew thick around us, as if it sensed the shift. I stood there, facing him—a tempest of strength and chaos, defying everything I once knew.
Nael watched me, his expression unreadable. At least, that's how it seemed. On the surface, he was a statue: cold, untouchable. But I knew the earth trembled beneath that facade. He had done this to me. The Supreme Species Evolution Ticket—a grand title for something that rewrote my very being. And that drop of blood he'd given me? Not his essence, he claimed—just "ordinary" blood. But nothing about Nael was ordinary.
When I opened my eyes after the transformation, I was someone new. My once-human form had become something more—powerful, alluring, untamed. Every step carried grace, but also a ferocity I'd never felt before.
He didn't stir, just observed as I rose slowly, testing each new muscle. My silver eyes gleamed like a wolf's in the shadows. I stretched my arms, exploring. A smile crept onto my lips—small, but edged with intent. "He knows what I'm capable of now," I thought.
Nael turned his head for a fleeting moment. It was brief, but I caught it. "Is he afraid of me?" I wondered silently. He wasn't naive. He knew it wasn't just my body that had changed—something of him lingered in me, an unseen tether I could feel pulling.
— "Did you know what you were doing when you gave me this?" — My voice was steady, laced with a hint of defiance.
He met my gaze, his face carved from stone.
— "It was enough to pull you out of the mud." — His words were sharp, frigid, but they carried a weight he didn't expect me to shoulder.
I laughed—a low, almost wicked sound. I stepped closer, my smile widening.
— "Oh? Because from the way you look at me, it doesn't seem like you think I'm so useless."
His jaw tightened, just a fraction, but I saw it. He wanted to dismiss me, to snuff out the spark between us. But he couldn't—not entirely.
— "Put this on." — He ripped off his shirt again and flung it toward me.
The motion bared his chest to the light: taut muscles, pale skin—a form that radiated control, yet now seemed to falter. My eyes betrayed me, lingering there before I forced them away. But he noticed. Of course he did.
I slipped the shirt on slowly. The fabric draped loosely, but clung to my skin in a way I knew teased him. My shoulder peeked out, the curve of my neck exposed.
— "Is this to cover me or for you to hold yourself back?" — I tossed the words lightly, a glint in my eye.
He didn't answer immediately. He stood still, but I sensed the storm raging within him. "She doesn't know what she's stirring," he must have thought. The air hummed between us, heavy with unspoken tension, as if it might ignite.
— "Stop provoking me, Elowen." — His voice was low, threaded with a warning that sent a shiver down my spine.
I tilted my head, the smile lingering.
— "Maybe I just want to see how far your ice goes."
He took a step forward—just one—but it shrank the space between us. His silver eyes sliced through the air like blades.
— "You can't handle what you're asking for."
The world held its breath. His gaze pierced me, stripping away every defense. Then he stepped back—just one step, but it was enough.
— "Train that new body. If you come to challenge me again, make it worth something." — He turned, the shadows swallowing him as if he'd never been there.
I stood alone, his shirt still draped around me, his scent clinging to my skin. I closed my eyes, my chest heaving too fast.
— "You think you know me, Nael," — I whispered, fists clenched. — "But I'll show you who I really am."