[Bonus chapters thanks to Jackson :) (2/3)]
White scales danced across Ryu's body, flashing into and out of existence in an illusory sense. They didn't seem to be real, and yet they exuded an air of majesty and nobility that was unheard of.
But at the same time… their grade continuously plummeted.
Ryu didn't seem to notice this at all, though, sitting in a stoic silence as he weaved together the masterpiece of a lifetime.
The Qilin was his Heaven, the Fire Dragon his Earth, his Phoenix's the cycle in between…
Together, they formed a perfect balance, feeding off of one another, learning from one another, enhancing one another.
In a way, this was the path that he had always been angling for, a path that had opened up to him after he stopped blaming the Heavens for everything that went wrong in his life and taking true control… finally understanding that it was nothing more than an amalgamation of laws and rolls of the dice.