To make matters more complicated, Ajatar’s physical body underwent partial evolution while circulating mana and Life Maelstrom, and the changes became more evident as his experiments progressed.
His neck grew longer, small stumps appeared on his back, and his figure became slenderer.
With each atrophied mana organ he identified and stimulated, Ajatar experienced more bloodline abilities, like Origin Flames and Dragon Eyes, and his size increased. His mind reveled in exaltation for his new powers, yet his body screamed in hunger and pain.
All those changes required sustenance, and so did breaking past the physical limits of a Drake’s mass. Ajatar couldn’t eat without losing his focus, and even if he did, the dramatic increase in size and mass would have killed him.
The process was too fast, putting a huge strain on his organs, which failed to keep up with the evolution.
His heart didn’t beat hard enough as it expanded, his lungs didn’t draw in enough oxygen, and his circulatory system carried too little blood to ensure the proper functioning of his organs.
Ajatar pushed his limits, using diagnostic instruments to monitor his condition and stop the process the moment his body was on the brink of collapse.
’Damn, I’ve never eaten so much even as a Hatchling.’ He inwardly grumbled as he wolfed down a spiced roasted cow. ’I almost fainted out of hunger, and Invigoration can’t do anything for the huge amount of energy I burn with every experiment.
’Yet this is still the easy part. Gaining new powers for just a few hours at a time puts little stress on my Dragon Greed. It’s annoying, but it never lasts long enough to get used to any of them.
’Quite the contrary, the more bloodline abilities I Awaken, the more painful the experience becomes. It makes it easier to give up on them and go back to being a dear old Drake.
’Once I step inside the gene-tank, instead, I’ll have long hours to get used to one power at a time at first and then days. One third of my body is the limit. If I try to go beyond that threshold without giving my organs the time to develop, I’ll die of shock.
’The worst part is that as I get closer to success, I’ll spend so much time in a pseudo-Dragon state that reverting to Drake will be akin to having multiple limbs amputated. I’ll regain and lose them over and over again, driving me to the edge.
’At that point, I’ll need company 24/7 every time I’m outside the gene-tank, or I’ll become a threat to myself and others.’
Ajatar closed his eyes, using Invigoration to assimilate the food quickly and regain his peak focus. As soon as the exhaustion clouding his vision cleared, he took detailed notes of the position of the imperfections and mana organs he had identified.
He drew pictures of both, adding his observations on the various bloodline abilities he believed he would gain and his suggestions for the best order to Awaken their respective mana organs to put the least strain possible on his body.
Once he was done, he compared his new notes with the old ones to see if there had been any permanent change to his life force or if he had missed something. Then, he added his latest discoveries to his Grimoire, correcting any past mistakes and compiling a step-by-step guide to Dragonhood.
"This is boring." Aran said while flipping through the Drake’s notes. "Why do you waste so much paper writing the same things over and over again?"
"How can you read my code? It’s supposed to be a secret!" In his focus, Ajatar had failed to notice the arrival of Aran, Leria, and their steeds.



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