The bestowal of blood and transformation

Aetheris bit his wrist and conjured a small bowl where he constantly poured his blood; the scent of his blood made Vincent descend into a frenzy for a brief moment, but the desire was quickly suppressed by Aetheris' presence, a subtle pulse of authority washing over Vincent like a cold wave.

Aetheris poked his right eye and, without hesitation, ripped it from his face. His movements were precise and deliberate as if this gruesome act was nothing more than a calculated procedure.

The air around him pulsed with power, the very atmosphere bending under the weight of his essence. Blood trickled down his face, shimmering with a potency that would make even demigods tremble.

The current concentration of his blood is so pure that in its undiluted form, it holds dormant energies capable of making an average demigod explode, their form would be unable to withstand the magnitude of his essence.

But his right eye was different.

Holding it in his hand, Aetheris focused, and the eye glowed with an otherworldly light. This single eye contained a fraction of his essence, a crucial element that could dilute the raw, destructive power of his blood.

The reason he chose his eye was simple—only a part of him could properly infuse his blood with the will and balance necessary for someone as fragile as Vincent to consume.

Aetheris began to pour his Natural enigmatic Mana into the blood; his dense golden-maroon blood began to swirl and glow, satisfying Aetheris.

"This will make it bearable," Aetheris muttered, his voice calm as he pressed the eye into the bowl of his blood. The eye dissolved, its energy merging seamlessly with the liquid, diluting the blood while preserving its potent effects. The once volatile substance now shimmered with a strange harmony, ready to be consumed.

Vincent, staring at the bowl, felt his heart race. The overwhelming power

"Control yourself," Aetheris murmured, his voice calm yet firm. Vincent's trembling hands reached for the bowl, his eyes wide, almost haunted by the temptation, but he hesitated. The sheer power radiating from the blood was overwhelming, an ancient, raw essence that threatened to consume him.

"Here, do know that if you drink this, you may not survive, but since I have acknowledged you as... Vincent, do you trust me?" said Aetheris as he gave Vincent the bowl of blood; without a hint of hesitation, Vincent took the bowl and drank the blood.

[Notice:You have been bestowed a gift from an unknown entity...The Visionary permits the bestowal... You have been bestowed @$$@@#$ diluted primogenitor @$#@ essence... Initiating the acceptance of this gift]

"Primoge... Urgghhh, WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!!!"Roared Vincent as he felt his blood boiling, it was as if it was being purified, a golden-maroon cocoon Enveloped Vincent as he began to Levitate releasing an absurd amount of energy

[Notice: Due to the @$$@@#$ diluted primogenitor @$#@ essence... Your cultivation will be destroyed as your pathway, core, True Veins will mutate due to the gift] said The Visionary, resonating deep within his consciousness, disregarding the fact that Vincent had lost consciousness.

Inside the cocoon every fiber of his body was being tempered and remade in a way that defied logic, despite feeling his body being reshaped Vincent felt warmth

'Hmm... how long will this take... let's just enjoy the moment' concluded Aetheris as he observed the cocoon and began to meditate

Hours passed since the initial metamorphosis of Vincent, and Aetheris continued to observe the cocoon, lost in his thoughts despite meditating.

Days slipped away, each one blurring into the next, marked only by the soft pulsation of energy radiating from the cocoon that enveloped Vincent.

"Hmmm... it's time" said Aetheris as he opened his eyes, the concentration of energy in the cave began to shift as the cocoon began to break, Vincent slowly stepped out of the cocoon in a delicate manner

[Notice: The Visionary congratulates you on your metamorphosis, Here's the new format of your status window

Name: Vincent von Astral-burg

Race: Low elf(??? Possible chance of evolution due to @$$@@#$ diluted primogenitor @$#@ essence... but insufficient essence and merit)

Age:75

Lifespan:2.5 months==> +750years

Titles:The Divergent

True veins: Mystical ranked illusion and Nature(+)

Origin core: Mystical ranked

Pathway: mid-rank 10th-order illusionist magician (insufficient essence and merit for evolution)

You've been connected to The abyssal hive...You have been granted a separate

[Sub-inventory].... connected to the main [Inventory]... You have been fully Accessed by an Eternal Darkama....hmmm..Good Luck with your future endeavors]

"This...is impossible"stuttered Vincent as he looked at his status panel, the strength overflowing his veins

Aetheris noticed the changes in Vincent's appearance; his eyes and ears were now similar to his in terms of color and shape. But what shocked him the most was his appearance...he looked slightly similar to him but different, meaning his beauty was also enhanced.

The deal between Vincent and Aetheris was simple: Vincent willing fully offered his complete loyalty, soul, service, and sense of being for eternity unless Aetheris chose to release him.

In exchange, Vincent would receive power beyond his current capabilities, resources, and influence to secure his rise in strength and status and an extended lifespan through a diluted portion of Aetheris's blood.

The punishment for breaking the deal would be immediate: the stripping of all powers, influence, and resources granted by Aetheris, total erasure of memories tied to Aetheris, and, in the worst-case scenario, a prolonged, agonizing death with his soul condemned to eternal suffering.

'Vincent, I have many matters to deal with...I have run out of time we need to leave ' said Aetheris as he sent a transmission to Vincent using the abyssal hive, unlike the sound transmission technique that could be hijacked this method was secured for him

'Ahh Yes Your eminence, I knew you were handsome but seeing these traits on myself makes me worship you even more'

'Vincent I hate ass kissing, glazing, and boot licking you remind me of someone don't do that '

'As you wish your Eminence, Ehh this cave is severely depleted so it's better to leave it as it is but in the future, you can restore it by finding resources'

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Thank you for reading 🙏 😊

End of a subplot that will influence the main plot

Will post on Tuesday