What Anon had come to realize did not lead him to a conclusion that hinted at an increase in his physical strength.
More accurately, what he concluded was that, as the strength of his soul increased on a fundamental level, it nurtured his will, augmenting it, which in turn deepened his control over his own body, allowing him to unearth more of its strength.
As his soul strengthened on the most fundamental level, he even began perceiving the most minute details of his own body.
Naturally, what appeared to be the most minute detail was only the tip of the iceberg.
About the fleshy body, Anon knew that the secrets it contained was endless.
As he stepped into the cavity on the wall in the fourth layer of this mind swallowing abyss, his ears twitched to a certain noise. It resembled the sound of dry, rough hands rubbing together.
