After losing the Vermilion Bird Seed, I also lost the power to manipulate fire. The Fire Sea spread across this battlefield weakened and extinguished, the firelight quickly receding around me.
My body automatically exited the Crown Form. An unprecedented weakness invaded me from the inside out. Previously, I was an Impermanence capable of destroying the world, but now I was as weak as any mortal. This sense of loss made me even feel as if my existence was about to vanish.
Strangely enough, I actually found some nostalgia in it. A long time ago... or maybe not that long, just five years ago. Back then, I wasn't a supernatural power user who could manipulate fire, nor was I any sort of Impermanence. I was just an ordinary middle school student.
