The roots pulsed beneath Ren’s skin with a rhythm that didn’t match his heartbeat. It felt like the life of something separate, an ancient being yet still strangely familiar. Ren felt as if he were synchronized with the very heartbeat of the earth itself.
He had lost total control of his energy fluctuations, and his emotions were so fierce that he had entered a strange emotional shock. He couldn’t feel them the right way... They were just energy now.
Pure, raw, overwhelming energy that threatened to consume his very sense of self.
The seed in his chest had broken even further. The crack that had formed during his confrontation with corruption was no longer a single fracture line. It was now a perfect X, identical to the way the world itself might have been divided by ancestral forces.
"I understand now," he murmured, finally comprehending the true nature of what he carried within himself.
While looking at the scorpion-creature that observed him with that disturbing familiarity, he began to understand that what he was experiencing wasn’t simply a reaction to corruption.
It was a mutual connection with a being of similar energy trying to integrate him into its network.
The energy he had absorbed that day hadn’t been one force, but two. Two crossed pulses, separated by nature as far as possible from each other but touching at two points on his seed.
The pure energy fired by Dragarion, mixed and fused during the moment of the King’s sacrifice. And the explosion that had crystallized thousands of corrupted creatures, had created something in Ren’s seed, something hybrid like these creatures.
It was no longer ’purity against corruption’. It was something completely different.
Something unprecedented.
And through the new connections that had formed in his system, Ren could feel the energetic network that connected not just this creature, but all the abominations that had appeared during the crisis. It was like an invisible spider web extending across a space as vast as his fungal network and the corruption, pulsing with information that flowed from one node to another.
The creatures they were facing weren’t simply corrupted. They were a new evolution, something that hadn’t been planned in the original development of either of the two opposing forces.
Life had found a way, creating something unexpected at the intersection of conflict.
Through the energetic network, Ren could sense the abominations’ true intention. It wasn’t the city they sought. They were searching for something, something specific that would allow them to complete their transformation.
The artifacts’ full fusion.
"Ten," he murmured, information flowing through the network like water through channels in his mind. "There are ten in total."
Eight were active on the battlefield, heading toward convergence points at the castles where they could also fuse together. But the center of the cities was where two more were hidden, the last ones, buried deeply beneath structures that Ren recognized with a chill of understanding.
The castles.
Under the main castle where Larissa and the princes lived, and under the second castle of Yino where Dragarion’s statue now rested, lay the two remaining artifacts. And all of them, all ten, were prepared to become a single entity.
The Crystal Tower again.
"Of course," Ren whispered, the puzzle pieces fitting together in his mind with crystalline clarity. "It’s always been about the tower."


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