After carefully reviewing the significant increase in his attributes, the [Creator's Panel], and the full transformation of his eyes into the [Eyes of Cursed Void], Alex finally allowed himself a deep breath.
His mind was calm, but a subtle weight pressed on his chest, a quiet understanding that every reward he had just received could shift the balance of everything to come.
His eyes, which once radiated a singular energy, had now become something entirely different.
Though Alex couldn't see them himself, they continuously shimmered with shifting colors, black like a bottomless void, gold like divine fate, and deep crimson, heavy with the curse of hatred.
The three forces pulsed through him with a quiet hum, always present, always reminding.
Anyone who looked into those eyes would see something they couldn't comprehend, something far beyond what a mortal should ever possess.
But Alex, unaware of the spectacle, didn't dwell on it.
