The moment I focused on the newly acquired Saint soul orbiting around my Null Core, the familiar sensation of Trait Acquisition finally appeared. Unlike previous times, there was no towering door, no endless corridor stretching through the void, and no mysterious force dragging my consciousness elsewhere. I was already inside the Null Realm, and perhaps because of that, the entire process unfolded directly within my own soul.
The Saint soul that had once belonged to Lacome slowly rotated around the Null Core, radiating countless streams of silver and black light. As the Generator Core accelerated, those streams began separating from one another, condensing into distinct spheres that drifted outward before stabilizing in the darkness surrounding me.
There were three of them.
The first sphere glowed with deep crimson light. Countless miniature symbols flowed across its surface, each carrying traces of fire, lightning, ice, poison, corrosion, and countless other elemental forces.
