Then again, even though Valyr wanted nothing more than to check out what his new species was capable of, the young man still spent over half an hour in the bathroom to wash off the gunk on his body.
Though, that was mostly due to the fact that a rancid stench still exuded out his skin even after washing most, if not all of the gunk off.
By the ti all of the dirt on his body was thoroughly removed, the young man went ahead and made his way in front of the mirror, wanting to see if the difference in species would bring about changes to appearance like becoming a High Human did.
Unfortunately for Valyr, nothing about his appearance had changed whatsoever.
The head of light gray hair he had was still the sa, and so were his srizing pair of golden irises.
However, even though nothing about his appearance had changed, the sa could not be said about the air he was giving off.
If the aura he exuded before his species changed was that of a blade waiting to be unsheathed, then the aura he gave off now was akin to that of a scholar who had spent most of his life accumulating all types of knowledge out there.
Deciding to see what would happen if he were to infuse a bit of killing intent in his aura, Valyr soon raised his eyebrow in interest, noticing that the intent had combined with the scholarly aura he was giving off before.
If he were to be specific as to what the combination felt like, it was as if the term 'blade waiting to be unsheathed' had beco a reality.
Realizing that it had now beco more difficult to discern his killing intent even if he were to radiate his killing intent in its entirety, Valyr soon began to nod in understanding as a faint smile began to adorn his face.
Coming up with various ideas on how he could make use of the change to the fullest, the young man eventually pushed those thoughts aside as he commanded the system to bring up the description of his species in full detail.
Ding!
[Reforged Mystic Human | Junior Defier of Fate] (Species)
Not all humans are born equal.
So are given the ability to tap into a wellspring of strength, allowing them to achieve feats that would be nigh-impossible for one person to achieve on their own.
Others are given the ability to make excellent use of their words, giving them to ability to have others follow each and every command they utter.
There are also those who are given the ability to resist great amounts of damage, only succumbing to their injuries after their tenacious willpower had given them the signal that they could not go on any further.
And then... there are those gifted with the ability of a more capable mind.
So of them are granted the ability to calculate large numbers with ease, while so of them are granted the ability to morize tens of thousands of words in a matter of seconds.
So beco more attuned to the world of energy, while so beco more attuned to the unchanging concepts that govern the entire universe.
Nevertheless, no matter what kind of form this gift takes in their lives, these people have one thing in common.
A powerful spirit. A powerful soul.
Once the strength of this soul breaks through an indescribable bottleneck, one would be able to enter a realm of existence above that of a normal human, yet still lacks in comparison to an existence like that of a High Human.
Leveraging the strength of their powerful souls to the fullest, these types of humans have beco known throughout the universe as Mystic Humans, or humans whose powerful spirits have given them the ability to interfere with the world through thoughts.
Of course, how much these humans could interfere with the world still depend on how strong their spirits are, with so capable of moving mountains through a single thought alone.
However, the fact that these humans are capable of such feats is not the reason why the universe have co to recognize their existence.
If anything, it's the possibility they hold to transform into existences matching High Humans in level.
Existences only known throughout the universe... as Espers.
And for those who beco Mystic Humans through their own efforts, becoming an Esper is not really a matter of how. It's only a matter of when.
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Descriptions regarding the Junior Defier of Fate have been omitted.
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