As soon as Ethan informed him about the Special Talent: Eternal Vitality, Ancestor Skulnen froze on the spot, his bony hands trembling slightly as he stared at Ethan with wide eyes.
Up until now, he had thought the boundless vitality surging through his dried-up body was nothing more than a fleeting aftereffect of Ethan's mysterious revival method.
Something temporary… something that would slowly fade away once his body stabilised.
But with Ethan's words, the truth was revealed.
This was not temporary. This was permanent.
It wasn't a trick of his senses—it was a reality carved into his very bones.
For the first time in centuries, Ancestor Skulnen felt the inexhaustible tide of life coursing through him as if he had been reborn anew.
"E–Eternal… Vitality…" he muttered, his hollow voice shaking as he clenched his fists. His eyes glowed with a sharp light, and in that instant, he realised the true meaning of Ethan's gift.
