Power!

Dean, having gleaned profound insights during his brief but enlightening journey, gazed at the headless statue of Atheer that loomed before him. He savored the warm meal thoughtfully prepared by Elynea, his mind still immersed in the memories of Chirnas, whose life had spiraled from idyllic to tragic in a matter of seconds due to his mere contemplation of defying the orders of the power-hungry Goddess.

Completing his meal, Dean gently placed his plate aside, his attention drawn to his hands. He began to infuse them with Mana, eager to test a newfound ability. His right hand emanated a sinister aura, the [Pure Dark Aura SSS+] that Elynea had taught him to harness after unlocking its power during the massacre at the Lightport Church. As his hand neared a wooden plate, it decayed and disintegrated, consumed by the destructive force of the Dark Aura.