The Choice of a king

As the intensifying energy circled within his chest, the world gradually turned still. With his power of time, Vesuvius now had all the time he needed to think.

'What element should I choose?' He had already spent countless hours contemplating this question while meditating inside a black hole and absorbing gold to build up his divinity, but he still hadn't found an answer.

So Vesuvius pondered, analyzing the facts he knew from his inherited knowledge. The soul of a king-level being could contain only a single high-tier affinity, an affinity that would become the cornerstone of his authority and rule.

'No, there are exceptions to this rule, like Satanael's authority over both fire and wrath. But how? Can it be the corruption of his original fire into some demonic fire? Fire of wrath? Possible, flames and anger sound like compatible powers.' When Vesuvius thought about it, he realized he had two souls, which meant he could safely rule over two aspects.