The silence remained.
But within it, Fade had changed.
He stood alone in the temple's heart, where time had long since abandoned its grip. His breath came slower now—measured not in seconds, but in awareness.
His body ached, not from exhaustion, but from reconfiguration.
He flexed his fingers. Rolled his shoulders. Tilted his neck side to side until a faint pop echoed through the chamber.
Everything felt… familiar.
Yet not.
The left side of his vision shimmered faintly, the Dichemis Eye resting dormant but ever-aware. The rest of his senses slowly followed—no longer reacting with instinct, but with purpose.
He lowered himself into a squat, elbows resting on knees. Hands open.
"Battles shaped me. But these stats… they still reflect an older version of who I was."
A subtle pulse radiated from within, not from his heart, but from the blueprint etched into his very being. The system awaited his intent.
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