I Can Assimilate Everything

The sky split apart in cascading trails of starlight.

Above the Adrastia Continent, within the sealed dome of the Territorial Domain, a battle of cataclysmic proportions unfolded.

The skies were rivers of gold, emerald, violet, and starlight, churning as though the heavens themselves were at war.

Azuryan the Verdant Flame, once aloof, calm, and untouchable, was now fully transformed.

Her humanoid form bore the majesty of millennia. Skin like carved jade laced with veins of flame, wings of green fire spanning mountains in width, and nine flaming tails trailing behind her like spears of vengeance.

Her claws shimmered with Celestbone fury, her eyes burning brighter than ever.

And against her- calm, relentless, glowing with evolving brilliance- stood Achilles Adrastia Maxwell!

He did not move with haste. His halberd shimmered beside him, its petals rotating slowly. His body floated within the heart of golden time and glorious evolution.

He had cast it moments ago.

Primeval Epoch Bloom VI.

And now he stood amidst its effects.

Golden rivers of radiant, coiling time surged all around, wrapping a hundred-mile radius in glowing strands of accelerated existence.

The very world inside this domain pulsed faster, more alive. Grass grew in spirals beneath his feet in thr skies before burning away. The clouds twisted into fractals of light.

But he paid no mind to the miracles of time.

Instead, his golden eyes narrowed.

Something had changed.

His mind flared with analytical clarity as the effects of the Primeval Epoch Bloom revealed themselves more deeply. He already possessed evolutionary qualities of Hand of Evolution VI and Dragon's Evolution VI. But now…

Now they surged beyond his understanding.

The blood within his Primordial Avatar began to roar.

The seas of assimilation inside him remained stable and endless, enough to sustain this massive expenditure of temporal power. But within that sea, something new happened.

Within the strands of accelerated time, destiny struck.

Those beams that had pierced through the dome earlier- they hadn't been random.

They were streams of Planar Destiny.

They had sensed the Primeval Epoch Bloom and... responded. Pierced through reality. Lanced down like spears of fate and landed upon him, upon Rose, and upon his allies.

And now, his Lineage responded.

The Adrastia Imperium Vitae Ascension Codex began to function at a speed beyond comprehension.

Bloodline refinement accelerated in both his Primordial Avatar and his true body across the world. The starlight that poured down upon him intensified, forming solid spirals, like a road of stars descending from the cosmos into his body!

HUUM!

The sky was painted in that road.

A glorious staircase of starlight.

From the dome's edge to Achilles' form, it arced in crystalline layers, solid light bending like a waterfall across space.

Azuryan saw it.

Roaring in disbelief, she surged forward, wings slashing the air, her claws igniting. "What freak of nature are you?! How can you possibly call down and command this much star light at your level of power?!"

…!

Achilles turned toward her slowly.

His voice was gentle, honest, and lethal.

"Not a freak, Little Chicken Shit…" he said, starlight gathering in his hand. "Just someone... with a unique lineage."

Lineage.

As he said this.

It was like a final horn was sung within his body.

The starlight filling his existence became far too potent as the Basic Adrastia Bloodline Refinement that he had been keeping active this whole time reached a precipice!

And then it happened.

The world trembled.

The blood within both his bodies reached the peak.

A percentage of progress was reached gloriously.

100% Refinement.

…!

A seismic tremor passed through his existence as the Adrastia Lineage underwent a fundamental shift.

The Lineage had been simmering for so long, growing stronger with every battle, every life taken, every force assimilated.

Now...

It ignited.

|Imperial Embers Initiation Achieved.|

A new pulse of power erupted from him.

The Primordial Avatar's body froze.

A flaming crown, purple and gold, appeared above his head. It did not rest on him. It floated, spinning slowly, shining with impossible majesty. It released a low hymn that was echoed by bells no one could see, a chorus from a throne unseen.

All across the battlefield, Ancient Ones stopped.

Even Azuryan staggered mid-flight.

They felt it.

A pressure on their very bones. On their blood.

Their lineages groaned in protest, as though bending beneath an ancient law made manifest.

"What is this..." one of the Celestbone Phoenixes whispered, their wings faltering.

Achilles raised his eyes to the sky.

And behind him, space cracked.

A singularity formed. A tight, rapidly rotating sphere of light and gravity. But it did not implode.

It birthed somwthing unfathomable- but it was a signature for the Adrastia Emperor Kings.

It birthed…a sun.

A miniature sun. No, a regal sun!

A construct of a star made entirely from condensed purple-gold fire and coiling Living Runescriptures. They swirled in massive rings across its surface. The sun gave off no light that scorched the Adrastia Continent.

But the Phoenixes, they felt it.

The temperature of their flames stopped mattering.

This sun was a real celestial body, burning with such intense brilliance that reality shivered around it. Space distorted at its edges. Within it, one could see orbiting symbols- runes of war, sovereignty, and ascension.

|The Imperial Sun of Adrastia and the Crown of Adrastia has bloomed through your Refined Bloodline.|

He heard the words within his mind.

The sun floated like a throne behind him. It pulsed in harmony with his breath. With every heartbeat, it grew brighter, its orbiting runes changing shape as if responding to his thoughts.

A crown, a radiant circlet of rotating imperial flames, hovered just above his head. Smaller, more focused. Like a commander's helm of divine authority.

The Imperial Crown of Adrastia.

Rose, still mid-battle, glanced his way.

And her breath caught as her figure looked mesmerized.

Everyone was mesmerized!

Azuryan saw it all.

Her flames faltered.

She had called him a freak of nature.

But now, faced with the weight of his Lineage, the pressure of a bloodline that ruled through thr unknowns…she realized something.

She reaized that…she may just possibly be fucked!

Because who the hell…had a genuine Miniature Sun behind them?!