Chapter 408: Imperfect Organ
Chapter 408 of "Power of Runes" opens showing developments: Seeing this, Ash fell silent.He still remembered the description he wrote about himself regarding his... Keep reading!
Seeing this, Ash fell silent.
He still remembered the description he wrote about himself regarding his own potential, and it was Limitless.
That meant after his body was fully formed, he would truly have limitless potential. Even the Universe used as one of the core materials had clearly stated that all limits placed on him would eventually be removed, leaving no ceiling to restrict his growth or define an endpoint for him.
And now this Title, Limit Breaker.
It was removing the restrictions on him? Hell nah.
If his potential was already limitless, then this Title was not about removing limits that no longer existed. It was about resistance itself. About the pressure that came when advancing through stages, about suppression from higher beings, about the invisible walls that appeared not because of personal limits, but because the world did not allow easy progress. This Title ensured that the harsher the resistance, the stronger the push forward would become.
For someone like him, that synergy was not small.
After all, he had already been warned before the Body Reformation that once his body was completed, he might face suppression from the Universe itself.
A reconstruction that used such absurd materials and broke so many natural thresholds would not go unnoticed. If the Universe chose to press down on him, this Title would turn that very pressure into fuel for further breakthroughs.
In that sense, it was not just useful, it was perfectly timed. Now the only thing that remained was to see how exactly it would manifest when that suppression truly came.
"Still, its good to have it, who knows what the future has in the store. After all, did I expected myself to be here where I am now, going through a heaven defying reconstruction process???"
There was a faint hint of disbelief in his words at how unpredictable his path had already been.
Thus, Ash shifted his focus back to the notifications, there were still tons of notifications left for him to read during these three thousand something years....
"Wait Wait Wait Wait!!!!!!"
Ash shot up to his feet the moment he saw those messages. Even though he knew this was something that had already happened outside, the impact of reading it now struck him just as hard. His movements were abrupt, almost unsteady, as the weight of those words settled in his mind.
And the reason behind his shock was clear.
"Isn’t my sleeping dragon an organ too? Don’t tell me I will lose that too..."
Out of everything that had been removed, rewritten, or mutated beyond reason, this was where his brain chose to panic.
Bones becoming cosmic frameworks? Fine.
Muscles turning into dark matter nonsense? Sure.
Existence level increasing like some broken cheat code? Acceptable.
But the sleeping dragon?
For the first time in 5000+ years in the Soul Space, Ash felt dread and despair creeping into his chest. It was not the fear of pain or destruction. It was the fear of losing something irreplaceable without even being able to intervene.
"No no no, calm down, calm down. I can’t sense my body outside, and even status window does not say anything about the organs."
He pressed his palms against his temples, forcing himself to think straight. The messages only mentioned organs deemed imperfect. Deemed imperfect. That did not automatically include a majestic, probably overqualified dragon.
Right?
"Let me check the description of my Title before despairing."
If the universe was about to rob him, he would never overcome from this trauma.
Seeing this Ash felt as if his soul has left his body, even though he was currently a manifestation of his Soul, a form that should not even experience something like that, yet the emptiness still washed over him as if something had truly been pulled out.
His face was like a white sheet of paper, completely drained of color, and for a brief moment even his thoughts seemed to stall.
No no, it does not clarifies anything. Who’s to say with my sleeping dragon that can transform into a rising dragon and a morning dragon, effects my optimal state...?
He read the line of the title again in his mind, slowly this time, trying to find some hidden reassurance within those words, but the more he thought about it the more uncertain it felt.
The sleeping dragon was not some useless extra part.
It could transform.
It could rise.
It had presence.
It had dignity.
It was, in a very real sense, a symbol of his strength and pride.
Removing it in the name of perfection would not just be restructuring.
It would be disrespectful.
Rather if it is not there, I will be not in my optimal state....
His jaw tightened as the logic settled in.
A man without his dragon could hardly be called complete. What kind of Perfect Existence would that be. If anything, losing it would be the true flaw.
For someone who had just achieved a perfect body, worrying about whether the universe was about to question his manliness felt deeply unfair.
He inhaled slowly, forcing himself to remain rational, even though rationality felt slightly betrayed at the moment.
Calm down. Think properly.
The Title said no flaw could remain. It did not say treasured assets would be randomly confiscated.
There was a difference between an imperfection and a majestic internal dragon that could evolve into something grand.
One was a defect. The other was clearly premium equipment.
Still, he could not entirely suppress the faint unease lingering in the back of his mind.
After all, the universe had a strange sense of humor.