The house was quiet.
Everyone had gone to sleep. Runar's clone sat in the main room alone, the lights low, the compound settled into the particular stillness of a full household at rest.
He appeared silently in his parents room, they were fast asleep and he reached out through his information perception and began to work.
Jake first. He read his father's complete architecture — biological structure, cultivation foundation, soul strength, consciousness depth, constitutional framework. Every gap, every weakness, every place where age or insufficient cultivation had left something less than it could be. Then he began making changes. Very dramatic ones but Jake wouldn't feel anything tonight or next week or next month. Changes written at the deepest level, built to express and show themselves gradually, the body implementing them naturally over months and years as though it had always been moving in this direction and had the potential.
