The enlightenment had not ended.
Inside the depths of Runar's soul, the golden-white ocean of comprehension continued to churn with quiet, sovereign intensity. The knowledge he had taken from the Ancient Will, the complete copy of the Rune Sovereign's inheritance, and every principle he had ever touched were still fusing together under the pressure of his will. What had begun as a simple process of absorption had long since become something far greater than mere cultivation, because the materials being refined inside him were no longer ordinary power. They were memories older than civilizations, laws and principles refined by an ancient supervisor, and the deepest research of a Paragon-level sovereign who had once stood at the edge of transcendence.
At the center of that fusion, a new presence was taking shape.
