Don’t Waste My Time
Jyorta closed his eyes, panting as he felt a mild headache. The blue soul was on the verge of bursting, having expanded to the limits beyond which the memory fragments in it could sustain.
In the domain of the soul, a soul could only grow based on the number of memory fragments in it. After all, the memory fragments acted as the foundation to sustain the soul's energy, creating a functioning soul.
In Jyorta's soul, all the memory fragments of his previous life had condensed into a figure looking similar to his previous life's self—possessing the face and body but lacking the limbs. When the blue soul was a Tier 1 Psychic Parasite, it only had the face. When the blue soul became a Tier 2 Psychic Parasite, it grew a body. Based on his guesses, it would next grow a limb every time he broke through to a higher Tier.