Aelith silently observed the strange individual before her. If one day someone had told her that his successor would be someone with the hobby of getting chased by angry jorturs, she would have probably chopped off the individual's head and then refocuse on her ascension. But here she is, transferring her cosmic essence to one of the most bizarre humans she has ever met.

Sighing to herself, she kept her hand on Blake's head. Moments later, she abruptly removed her palm and slowly backed away from the sitting man.

"Finally."

Iridescent colors rose from Blake's body, while patches of skin began detaching themselves from his body. As the more colors appeared around him, the more parts flew away. Deep grey predominated the man's surrounding, while a few black and white colors came to life around him. The storm of colors slowly revolved, while the sandy floor below the man began to follow the forming storm.

"I was right."

Aelith observed the man's metamorphosis with a smile on her face. Crossing her arms around her baggy shirt, her curious eyes were locked on Blake. Most of her senses were however busy observing her surroundings, on the lookout for anything that might disturb her disciple's ascension.

Skin, hair, eyebrows, vanished, and with the last bits leaving, only a being of pure light remained. Shrouded by a tempetuous storm, the being of life started 'shedding'. Fractures and crackling noises ensued as the revolving colors grew more violent.

And finally, as the man's body was filled with fractures, a loud crack echoed and the storm of colors abruptly scattered. The deflagration made the scarlet sand rose, provoking a cloud of crimson dust.

As the iridescent chrysalis finally broke apart, a man seated in a cross legged position was revealead. Scars and other imperfections left alongside his mortality. The suns' brightness emphasized his untarnished skin, while his long raven black hair descended until it reached the crimson sand. His previous buffed body became slender and more defined, while an ubiquitous mixture of serenity and chaos was constantly radiating from the newborn transcendant. Instead of the two concepts clashing each other, they embraced each other.

The man finally opened his eyes. And then, mystical pupils of infinite darkness peered at the world for the first time. They saw energy flowing in multiple directions. Seamlessly crossing like a river, or violently clashing like a tidal wave. No matter where he looked, the energy was carelessly roaming. Breathing in, he pondered. Breathing out, he understood.

"Omnipresence."

The man muttered as enlightenment ensued. Knowledge that he knew beforehand became even more comprehensive, and as he let his vision wander, so did his mind.

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"How interesting."

Aelith slowly approached the man, while a slightly inquisitive tone left the woman's mouth.

"Newly born transcendants would have a predominant emotion dominating the others once they 'come out', but you."

Looking at Blake, the platine black haired woman stated. Her face finally confronting his, she continued.

"I feel both calmness and anarchy from you. There is no clashing, and they are not even trying to overtake each other. This is truly a..."

Smiling, she glanced at the new transcendant before her.

"Perfect balance."

Blake's mind stopped wandering as she looked at Aelith. The boundless energy was also imbuing the woman, but some of it was being absorbed inside of her body. However, the process was slow, excruciatingly slow.

Losing his focus he internally asked.

'System, status.'

[Affirmative]

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