The ascension was complete, but the metamorphosis was far from over.
After all, a mortal frame was never meant to house the authority of the heavens. Even with his Primordial Demon physique acting as a supreme vessel, the sudden violent injection of nearly a million stat points across his physical matrix created a catastrophic sensory overload.
Neo's newly forged starlight bones hummed with agonizing kinetic energy. His blood boiled, coursing through his expanded cosmic meridians like rivers of liquid supernova.
His golden reptilian eyes dilated until they were pitch black.
The nerves on the back of his mind tingled as well.
It was the instinctual reaction of a predator that had suddenly evolved to the top of the food chain.
His muscles twitched, demanding to be tested. His nether force violently expanded, suffocating the surrounding vacuum of space. The sheer density of his existence was causing his physical body to experience localized tremors.
