What a pain...
It's powerful, there's no doubt about that. But if I could somehow perceive my own soul, even just once... If I could directly use the real runes floating there instead of the ones stored in my core, then honestly, I can't even begin to imagine what kind of magic I might be capable of.
Right now, Ash was lying on the grass as the late evening settled in. The sun had already dipped low on the horizon, painting the sky and the distant mountains in a warm, golden-orange hue.
A gentle breeze swept across the landscape, rustling softly through his hair as he stared up at the open sky above him, his thoughts drifting far beyond the clouds.
But how am I even supposed to perceive my soul? That's the big—
Just then, as that very thought crossed his mind, something small suddenly appeared above him.
