The Essences Unveiled

The corridors of Alexander's cosmic palace seemed to shift and warp as Atenzi made his way back from the private meeting.

Reality itself felt malleable, responding to the newfound power surging through his veins. The taste of Kukai's blood still lingered on his tongue, a constant reminder of the changes taking place within him.

As he rounded a corner, the shadows deepened, coalescing into a form that was both there and not there. Whisper materialized from the darkness, its presence sending ripples through the fabric of space-time.

"Well, well," Whisper's voice echoed in Atenzi's mind rather than his ears, "the newly awakened champion emerges. How does it feel to stand on the precipice of cosmic power, Atenzi? Or should I say, Oni no Atenzi?"

Atenzi felt a chill run down his spine.