One eye shining gold, the other shining purple!
They both held a new, dominating allure of radiance that would make the common people and even Advanced Humans feel a sense of oppression.
As if they were looking at a primal creature born much earlier than them, with a much grander history than them!
They currently pulsed with anger that seemed to stem from his very burning blood- from the Lineage of the Adrastia Emperor King!
He closed his eyes to maintain control free of any influence as he took a moment to think.
Unknown enemies who had already killed his Forefathers, Grandfathers, and even his Father.
They were all Emperor Kings as…would he be any different?
He felt a sense of desolation as he thought of this, but…he didn't feel any fear.
The sense of fear itself seemed all but erased from his being at this moment as his bloodline burned furiously.
He was the Last and Ninth Emperor King of the Adrastia Lineage.
And his father had stated that the Adrastia…their power only became more and more profound with each generation.
His…should be more powerful than any of those that came before him as at this moment, he closed his eyes and thought of his father's words.
He focused on the white flame that was himself.
He focused on the stellar white see that he could not see the ends of.
He just…focused on his existence.
The unfathomably vast white sea under him trembled as from its depths, something rose up!
It roared with heaviness as if an ancient beast was waking up, the waters around him parting as from the depths of the stellar white sea, a purple blue sun arose.
It spun with heavy radiance as Achilles looked at it amidst raging winds and pressure, this purple blue sun exploding into raging flames that flowed towards him and began to disappear right after!
After that, only two sentences appeared before his eyes.
|The Combination of Assimilated Existences is now a possibility.|
|Assimilations may not just be limited to the Adrastia Emperor King alone. An Emperor King needs his Guards, even if their assimilation is singular and in a limited fashion.|
But their content was shocking to view!
Combination of Assimilated Existences, and the second sentence stated that even in a limited fashion and singular in nature, it was possible for him to perform the act of assimilation…for others!
He did not yet gain the specifics.
Nor what the listed limitations were.
But he became silent as he saw the words of the Adrastia Emperor King in the last sentence.
The words he saw from the blue panel and even the sentences that appeared for Existence Corruption Value were the only things he held in terms of clues for his power.
And right now, they only further confirmed his father's words with their mention of Adrastia Emperor King.
He stood above calming stellar white waters as he turned down and looked at the reflection of his face.
His now purple and gold eyes.
His dark hair that also seemed to want to change.
He looked at himself as slowly, his eyes turned into those of determination.
He was Achilles Maxwell.
His father had also just relayed to him that he was…Achilles Adrastia Maxwell!
The Ninth Adrastia Emperor King.
The Last Adrastia Emperor King!
This was all him as with the knowledge he now held…there was a lot to be done!
The stellar white sea around him began to twist and distort while he looked at himself, and he disappeared from it right after.
His consciousness slowly returned as outside, the surroundings that were frozen black and white slowly returned their color, and it felt like time began to move again.
On his back, Rose yelped as she moved her chest slightly.
"Little Fatty, why is your back so hot?!"
She was shocked as all of a sudden, his back felt like it was radiating terrifying heat as Achilles knew this was from the etching of the ancient tattoo of a crown that contained all the identifiers of his assimilations.
He turned behind to look at Rose who blinked while looking back at him, noticing his eyes at this moment as she opened her mouth in astonishment.
Green flames danced behind her as she instantly appeared inches away in front of him, her hands grabbing his face and looking at his now purple and gold eyes that seemed to have stellar flames burning inside them.
"Little Fatty, why are you consistently becoming more and more otherworldly? You're gonna make an old woman want to eat you up!"
She spoke with a tinge of seriousness as she could sense his emotions were tumultuous.
She looked at him straight in his silence as she didn't know what had happened, but she continued calmly right after.
"Don't worry, Little Fatty. Whatever happened, it's just me and you, right? I won't let go even if you slip. I'll hold on so tightly that you might feel suffocated. So don't worry."
She could see and read him like a book.
He saw into her green eyes and that brilliant smile of hers that felt like it could stop time itself.
And his heart became more at ease as he nodded while embracing her tightly.
An Adrastia Emperor King.
Whatever he was, the one constant in his life would not change.
He wanted to have time to tell her about all of this as first, there was one remaining hurdle to overcome.
His pupils dancing with gold and purple flames looked towards a distant Catacomb Entrance, thinking of the Empusa and her forces who now seemed small in the grand scheme of countless Ancient Ones and unknown enemies coming for his lineage.
But he had to start somewhere.
He had to assimilate everything.
As his father said, he could not be complacent!
He had to increase the complexity of his Existence as quickly as possible, and nothing could do this more than Ancient Ones.
So he would assimilate.
He would truly become…Adrastia and the very core meaning that it stood for.