[Bonus chapter thanks to Eeshoo97... is it because I haven't been cursing recently that you guys think you can just do whatever now???? I hope your hairline recedes so far they start calling you neckbeard the wrong way around.] 59%.
Sylas' first draw was barely shy of Soul Mastery, and likewise barely better than his first draw of the Vulture Emperor Armor.
He could tell that his actual D-tier Rune Mastery wasn't improving as speedy as it seemed. But that wouldn't last for long. That he was confident in.
'Speed.'
Sylas could feel that that was what the dove was centered around, but he found himself frowning.
The dove wasn't a bird that should have been known for its speed. In fact, it was even on the slower side.
Of course, that was just Sylas' understanding from Earth. There was no reason why his understanding of birds from Earth should 100% translate to the wider universe.
But when he looked into the Will of the dove itself, it felt empty and hollow.
BANG.
73%.
BANG.
89%.
Sylas leapt upward faster than before, moving with a speed that showed he was getting more and more familiar with D-tier Runes. Every stroke he made was more perfect, and every time he forced the Foundations to freeze in time and then be reconstructed by his own hand, he could spot the flaws with greater ease and reforge more of them in a single go.
BANG.
89%.
Sylas leapt upward faster than before, moving with a speed that showed he was getting more and more familiar with D-tier Runes. Every stroke he made was more perfect, and every time he forced the Foundations to freeze in time and then be reconstructed by his own hand, he could spot the flaws with greater ease and reforge more of them in a single go.
BANG.
94%.
BANG.
99%.
BANG.
99.2%.
Sylas frowned. He should have reached 100% in one go that time. The fact it had taken him two to reach 100% from 94% was already ridiculous, but to take more than two... BANG.
99.4%.
Sylas stopped. 'Is it really that?'
He had already felt that there was something off about the dove being so focused on speed. The dove was a creature of purity, of light, of rebirth and remembrance. In the opposite way, remembrance could also be about a life once lived, and maybe it could even touch on death.
But speed?
If you focused too much on the light aspect, Sylas could see how you could get there. Light was inherently the fastest element there was in the universe. It quite literally set the peak of the speed threshold.
But building an Armor based on that speed alone, while it would get you quite far, it was like accidentally taking a wrong turn when you thought you were taking a shortcut, only to end up further away from your destination than when you started.
Light was only one aspect of the dove, and the aspect of light that needed to be focused on also wasn't the speed aspect. It was the purifying aspect. If one went a step further, it was the purity of light itself.
Sylas had once learned something fascinating in an early physics class he took. It taught him that light and the photons that made them up didn't age. They existed the very same way they always had from the very beginning of time. Because of relativity, they couldn't experience the flow of time in the first place.
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