His grandfather was an imposing man.
With waves of blue-gold hair drifting in the incandescent sea, his entire figure radiated a profound sense of majesty woven into every inch of his being.
So when he shouted, even his shout was majestic.
But even such a being had his eyes widen in surprise at what Achilles had just said.
"You can assimilate… within your Dreams?! Are you sure? You were able to do this before?!"
HUUM!
The endless blue ocean buzzed.
An unfathomable power, one Achilles couldn't begin to imagine, leaked from his grandfather as Achilles nodded.
"In my last Lineage Dream, I assimilated a shred of a feather from a Nirvanic Sun Moon Phoenix that was presented to Father. But because my complexity is too low, I could only take in a sliver of that small feather before my Existence Corruption Value got too high…"
He offered more of himself, more truth, than he ever had to anyone else. And to this unfamiliar man who felt at once like an older version of himself.
