Since this was Klaus’s first ti using the Paragon Forge, he paid close attention to the process, watching as complex formations worked in sync to create what he desired.
He didn’t know how, but sohow, everything was coming together, and all he could do was watch. A couple of hours passed, and Klaus remained focused on the process.
’A minute more...’
Klaus’s heart was beating faster than it should, but he grounded himself, anticipating the outco of his first creation.
’Maybe I should have created a few arrows and weapons before going for a full human being from the start.’
In the end, all he could do was wait. He had already started the process, so there was no stopping it.
As the seconds ticked down, his heartbeat quickened until, suddenly, a low hiss ca from the forge at the center of the main structure. It opened slightly, revealing a large red egg lined with intricate golden runes.
The heat radiating from it was felt by Klaus, but he wasn’t bothered by it. However, what bothered him was the feeling of sothing within the heat. It was foreign, yet familiar, and for a mont, he thought about it... Then it clicked.
"That is the Fla Law... and judging by the intensity, I’d say that’s beyond 10% comprehension." Klaus’s eyes widened as he processed the information.
"If that’s the case, then I have a feeling he’ll be coming out cooler than I expected." Of course, the wait had been too long, as the egg cracked, releasing an even more intense heat.
Suddenly, the crack widened, and slowly, the shells of the egg fell away, revealing perhaps the most smug person Klaus had ever t in this life.
At the center of the forge stood a handso young man with red eyes, short red hair, and a bone structure to die for. He was undeniably handso.
However, looking at his slender, athletic physique, covered in leather armor—one featuring a tight fit that was neither too tight nor too loose, just tight enough to highlight the thickness of his thighs, and a jacket lined with phoenix feathers—one had to admit the forge had a sense of style.
Inwardly, he wore a vest made of one of the most durable materials in the universe—Yuven—and strengthened using complex runes, ones Klaus instinctively knew were forbidden for obvious reasons.
Also, Skar had erged as a Peak Void Stage Phoenix, thanks to the Bloodline Nari had given to Klaus. But aside from that...
Skar was handso, but it wasn’t just his looks or style that took Klaus aback. It was the fact that Skar had one hand in his pocket and was resting a sleek, yet deadly, scythe on his shoulder, smiling back at Klaus.
Monts like this, Klaus was supposed to say, "Cool."
However, he rely chuckled, knowing that in the good looks departnt, he beat Skar, but in the style section, Skar was ahead of him.
’I will suppress this motherfucker before he takes all the girls from .’ Klaus smiled and vanished, appearing before his creation.
Klaus walked around him like a stylist examining his model. After a while, Klaus smiled and stopped in front of Skar.
"Welco to the land of the living, Skar. I know you already know my na, so no need to ask," Klaus smiled, and Skar did the sa.
"You are handso," Skar said.
"I know," Klaus replied, like the narcissist he was. Both he and Skar laughed. From the mont Skar ca out, Klaus could see the easy-going personality oozing from Skar’s body. That made him smile.
It was enough for him, as he knew that having such a personality would enable Skar to execute the tasks he would be given well.
Having a personality that would allow him to connect with people was the key thing Klaus was after. But he could also sense that primal fear all prey felt when Skar stepped onto the battlefield.
In a way, Skar was the perfect warrior he had been after. He had an on-and-off switch, one where he was a monster one mont and a loving human the next.
"How do you feel in your body?" Klaus asked.
"Perfect. I feel like a baby," Skar said with a smirk.
"So, you know I just created you," Klaus asked, and Skar nodded.
"I don’t know anything about my life growing up, but in a way, it doesn’t feel weird. I am connected to you, and so I feel like I have existed for thousands of years already."
Klaus nodded. "That is good to hear."
"Tell about yourself," Klaus asked.
Skar nodded and began, "I have awakened the Supre Star Phoenix bloodline, granting the ability to channel the infernal energy of the stars.
I have perfect Harmony with the Fla elent, and I already have a 25% understanding of the Fla Law. I also have a 2% comprehension of the Space Law... though weak, I can use it to move swiftly across the battlefield.
I also have an Innate Domain, though my understanding is only at the ’Novice’ level."
"What is the na of your Innate Domain?" Klaus asked.
"Fla Reapers Dominion. I don’t have much control over it in battle, but I have a skill that allows to Overheat the 1 km around . The skill is called ’lt ,’ and like its na, it indeed lts the body down to the bones.
Using it casually is not an option, as it is dangerous. Of course, another aspect of my Innate Domain is the ability to spread all skills I use to a 12-mile radius. aning I can kill 12 miles away without moving.
As for the last aspect, within my Innate Domain, all fla users, if allies, will get a boost, while enemies will suffer imnsely.
But I can keep it up for just 2 hours when being used actively. However, I can keep it active indefinitely if I rely want to use it to stay aware.
It is taxing to use, but I guess with more mastery, I can keep it active for a long ti. On that side, I have 10 skills, and I have mastered all of them to perfection.
So I guess the only thing I need to do now is to master my Innate Domain and form my foundation technique, which I already have so ideas for. After the foundation technique, I will break through to the next stage.
All in all, I am ready for battle."
Klaus smiled... ’He is perfect... even more perfect than I had hoped.’
"Oh, I also have a soul body..." Skar ford a hand seal, and a small orange phoenix with white pignts appeared and landed on his shoulder.
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