Cain closed his eyes for a moment, allowing the tide of information to settle.
The knowledge of the brothers' Paths was immense—far more than mere texts. It carried insight, the weight of lived comprehension, fragments of understanding so profound that no words could capture them. Usually such things could not be shared; they were woven too deeply into the soul.
But the Scarlet Leviathans were now part of Amon and Bael, threads of Cain's throne anchored in their essence. Through them, that knowledge could flow directly into the Primarch of Conquest Leviathan, which was the core of Cain's mind and ego. The transfer was smooth, seamless, and terrifyingly efficient.
When the process ended, Cain nodded once and began to instruct.
"I will analyze your Paths. In the meantime, focus on strengthening your Scarlet Leviathans so you can forge your Scarlet Stars. With the current energy level of your Alter Egos, yoy lack the power to trigger Resurrecion."
