Authority
Ryu shook his head. He had been so lost in the feeling that he had begun to waste time. He came here to train and gather resources for himself, not to bask in a feeling of pleasure.
With a thought, Ryu could see his information floating before him in an illusory panel of some sort. From his understanding, no one could see this information unless he allowed them to.
[Ryu Tatsuya]
[Saintly Weapon Sky God Faction]
[Talent Designation – Sub-common]
[Battle Prowess Designation – Black]
[Status – Direct Descendant]
[…]
[It is detected that host has undergone significant changes since last connecting with Osiris. Would you like to update your information?]
A voice rang into Ryu's ears, asking for his permission to scan.
Remembering how overbearing the system had been when he last entered, Ryu's eyes narrowed. He wondered if he said no if it would find an excuse to scan him anyway.