(You fool. You're wasting your life and potential. You could become a peak existence—rule over the universe—and you're throwing it away over emotion.)
"I don't care about that. I never wanted something empty. Protecting the people I love is enough."
R gave a slight nod.
"Good. I thought you were all talk. But at least you've got your own resolve—even if it's pointed in the wrong direction."
Asher's power kept rising until his body fully turned draconic. He hadn't reached SSS– yet, but he stood at the peak of SS+.
With Overload, he could even push past that—if only for a short time.
(Senior, forgive my friend. He's not thinking clearly. If we talk, we can find another way.)
R shook his head.
"No, Pantheon. That won't work. I have to kill him—now."
"You think I'll just let you kill me?" Asher raised his hand, and without warning, a beam of light rained down from the sky. He had cast the spell in secret.
