I lay on the glowing moss with Isabella. Her skin had a red glow. She looked at me with love and awe. She was the first to notice the difference between a ruler who uses a system and a man who has become incredibly strong.
"I can still feel you, Alaric " she whispered. Her voice was shaking. "The energy isn't inside me. Its changing me."
That is what my power can do. I stood up. My body was strong and full of energy. "The Creator wanted us to be perfect but frozen. I want to be a storm."
I looked at Elara and Lilith. They were hiding in the shadows. They saw what happened with Isabella. Their bodies reacted to my power.
Elara came forward. Her book was filling up with information. "Master when you claimed Isabella I felt a change in the records. You didn't just break a seal. You created a rule of strength."
"I am the rule now Elara " I said. I walked toward her. I could see the desire in her eyes. She wanted to learn from me. ". We are still weak. We need to find powerful allies."
Lilith nodded. "The Chaos Basement has three levels. We are on Level 0. To get to the top we need to go. Below us is the Pit of the Un-Made. They are so chaotic they don't even have names. If you can control them with your strength they will become an army."
"Then we go down " I growled.
I took Elara. Pulled her close. I could feel her heart beating fast. She wasn't a strategist anymore. She was a woman who realized her ruler was back and stronger than before.
". First " I whispered, "I need to make sure my librarian is ready for the journey."
With my strength I didn't need to rest. I took Elara without stopping. The descent into the levels was going to be a test of power and pleasure.
Status: Preparing to descend to Level 1. The Pit of the Un-Made.
Condition: Alaric is testing his strength.
Current Party: The Primal Trinity forming.
"Master, the data... It's too much " Elara gasped. Her legs were shaking. Her book was flipping fast. "Your power... It's no longer strength. It's... It's desire."
"Logic has failed us, Elara " I whispered. "So we will use instinct. If you are to record our journey you must first survive it."
I didn't take her to a bed. The entire floor was a living breathing mattress of moss. I forced her down. Her pale skin contrasted with the flora. Isabella, still glowing with her power knelt beside us.
Updating Anchor: Elara, the Void Librarian
Trait Added: Archive of Primal Desire
I entered her with force. There was no "warm-up." The Seed demanded a high-intensity discharge. Elara's scream was a mixture of fear and ecstasy.
"Record this Elara!" I commanded. "Record the feeling of a God being reborn and a Man being born!"
My strength was increasing with every thrust. The pleasure I extracted from her the more the Primal Seed generated. It was a closed-loop system of strength.
Elara's Ledger began to glow with a bloody light. The blank pages were being filled with Sigils of Blood. She was no just recording history; she was anchoring my new power into a form that could be used.
"I see it!" Elara shrieked. Her back arched as her eyes turned a glowing red. "The 12th Heaven... The gears... They can be broken! We just have to... Un-tune them!"
Divinity: 5.5% -> 5.8%
Stamina Gauge: 100% (Stable)
I erupted into her.. I didn't pull away to rest. I stayed buried within her. My heart rate was steady. My muscles were ready for the challenge.
I looked up at Lilith. She was watching with a grin. She knew what was coming. She was the Sin. She was the one left who hadn't been "Primal-Linked."
"Level 1 is waiting, Alaric " Lilith purred. "The Pit of the Un-Made can hear your heartbeat. They are waiting for a master who never gets tired."
Status: Elara Updated. Primal Trinity (Alaric, Isabella, Elara) stabilized.
Condition: Infinite Stamina confirmed. No recovery time needed.
Objective: Enter the Pit of the Un-Made.
A jagged circular opening had appeared in the center of the Level 0 floor. It led to a drop into a churning vortex of shadows and raw matter. This was Level 1: The Pit of the Un-Made.
"In the heavens everything has a name and a purpose " Lilith explained. ". Here the Creator threw the things he couldn't label. Monsters made of instinct. They have no logic to break, Alaric. You can't outthink them. You have to last them."
"Out-lasting is the thing I do now " I replied.
I grabbed Isabella and Elara by their waists. We didn't walk; we plummeted into the dark.
Location: The Pit of the Un-Made (Level 1)
Environment: Chaos Saturation
Warning: The Un-Made feed on exhaustion. Your infinite stamina is their antagonist.
We landed in a swamp of viscous liquid. The shadows began to take shape. They were massive shifting entities—beings with many limbs and faces that melted like wax.
They didn't scream; they made a sound, like tearing silk.
"MEAT... POWER... TIRED..." the voices whispered in our minds.
One of the Un-Made lunged at us. I stepped forward. I caught its claw. The impact would have shattered my bones before.. The Primal Seed reinforced my skeleton. I didn't push back once—I pushed infinitely.
"You're hungry?" I hissed. "Then eat the one thing you can't digest."
I unleashed a pulse of Virile Energy directly into the creatures touch. The creatures body began to bloat. It couldn't handle my endurance. Its chaotic form started to crystallize into a obedient shape. I was branding it through endurance.
"Isabella! Elara! Surround them!"
As the Un-Made swarmed us my Anchors moved fast. With my Infinite Stamina shared through our bond they didn't get tired. Isabella's frost-blight was a blizzard now. Elara's recording just kept deleting.
We weren't just fighting; we were like a machine that kept moving and destroying.
[DIVINITY: 5.8% -> 6.1%]
[ STATUS: MASTER, OF THE UN-MADE]
The fight seemed to go on forever. A normal army would have been killed by now.. I stood in the middle of many kneeling monsters. They used to be shadows; now they were my Primal Vanguard.
I looked at my women. I was breathing steady. My heart was calm. I wasn't even sweating.
"The Creator thinks he can wait for me to get tired " I said, looking up at the light. "He's going to be waiting a long time."