"You, even in your weakest moments, do you still have the flame of passion for life in your heart?"
"Yes."
Red light enveloped him, his figure rapidly expanded, and the surrounding scenes constantly shifted, showing rigorous training, cruel battles, hibernation after defeat, and high spirits in victory.
Finally, it froze in an incomparably prosperous scene, where he sat on a throne at the center of the masses, staring directly at Rod.
"You, do you want to become the strongest king? To possess everything you desire?"
After a long pause, he cracked a smile, with red light spreading from the corners of his mouth, and said.
"Yes."
He stood up, opened his arms, and walked toward Rod.
"I'm delighted to meet you, great soul."
He embraced Rod, transforming into specks of starlight that surged into his body.
"Ah, truly incredible, I have never encountered a soul as compatible as this — patient, resolute, passionate, possessing grand goals and unwavering ideals."
