A slow, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of Damien's lips.
Interesting.
That was the only word that came to mind as he read through the skill log again, the soft glow of the system's interface still faintly reflected in the droplets running down his skin.
Physique of Nature.
It was evolving—expanding—sharpening into something far beyond its original state. The compression, the optimization, the internal realignments. All of it moving toward a singular destination: peak human potential.
And the most fascinating part?
He shouldn't even have this skill in the first place.
His fingers twitched slightly as another memory stirred—older, raw, buried beneath layers of pain and confusion. That day.
That first spark.
He hadn't even been training. Hadn't met any milestone. The system hadn't queued a reward, and yet—
[Warning bypassed. Adjusting to new conditions…]
[Bloodline Partial Awakening Detected.]
[Skill Successfully Obtained.]
