When Igaris emerged from his seclusion, barely a single day had passed in the real world.
The effectiveness of the Space-Time Domain was undeniable. What felt like weeks of cultivation had happened in the blink of an eye for everyone else.
Yet the Domain was far from simple. It was more than just a tool to stretch time. In his hands, it had become a trump card—one that could alter the pace of battle, seal enemies in warped flows, or grant him the precious edge of preparation before chaos struck.
As he walked through the polished hallways of the Vance Estate, his steps were measured. Every movement carried terrifying strength, enough that an unrestrained stride might have crushed the marble beneath him like dry leaves.
He had become an Apex Mortal Lifeform.
A realm where the body, soul, and will aligned at the peak of mortal existence. Fewer than one in million World Divers ever reached this level, and fewer still survived long after claiming it.
