Inside the Pyra Place...
A black table stood at the centre of the chamber.
Covered with detailed drawings of the human body.
Victor stood before Nightfire with folded arms, his gaze fixed on the papers.
"I need exactly these dimensions," he said calmly, pointing toward the figure. "This face, this body structure, this muscle density... everything. Don't miss even the smallest detail."
After all, the Aether of this world had already become something far beyond human proportions.
Power had altered him over time, refining his body into something monstrous and divine. Even Victor himself barely remembered how he originally looked before everything changed.
So instead, he reconstructed Earth Aether from memory.
From head to toe.
Without missing a single detail.
How did he remember all of it so clearly?
Simple.
