Cain's True Name and soul began to grow stronger with every passing heartbeat as the Crimson World Matrix nurtured him. Golden threads of reality sank into his existence, weaving themselves into the very core of his being. Sealing Urin within his Fourth Astral Black Hole had pushed his Neo-Demon Path to the next stage, elevating him firmly into the Late ArchDeity Rank. Yet that was only part of the gain.
Everything Urin had been—every fragment of her cultivation, every shred of her comprehension—now belonged to him.
Her understanding of the Oniric Truths flowed freely into Cain's soul, merging seamlessly with his Dream. The transfer was absolute. There was no resistance, no loss. It was as if her entire existence had been distilled and poured into him.
"Hahahaha… amazing!"
