"Hmm."
The Three Headed Hydra Immortal was not born the way most beings were.
It was a creature that had grown so powerful over the long stretch of its existence that something shifted inside it. Strength accumulating past a certain threshold until it crossed into something that couldn't be explained by rank or cultivation alone. It became sentient. Aware. And from that awareness it constructed something it had never needed before.
A human body.
After that came the three immortal spell technique. Built from its own nature. Shaped from the inside out by a being that had touched both beast and human and decided it wanted to be neither and both at once.
Neither Leon nor Altor truly understood how the technique worked. They had discussed it more than once and arrived at nothing definitive. Guesses. Frameworks. Approximations built on fragments of information pulled from sources that couldn't be verified.
