Rowan watched in fascination as his skin squirmed as if massive pythons were struggling to escape, he gave permission and his body opened up, and the six Ouroboros Serpent flew out, and expanded until they were fully three thousand feet long, and then, with a massive shriek like metal being folded violently, their skin began to tear open.
They did not struggle to tear apart their old skin even though the material makeup was tougher than diamonds, their new strength was massive.
The new Ouroboros Snakes that escaped from their skin were smaller, as they were around two thousand feet, but they were now the same colors—gold. Rowan thought it was a shame as they had such beautiful vivid colors before, but their new color was simply majestic, turning them from living creatures into pieces of art.
The bones on their Spine turned into a transparent material like glass that sparkled like diamonds refracting the various colors of the rainbow, the bones extended to reach the top of their heads like crown, and Rowan marveled at their sights, his Serpents had transformed.
The skin they discarded fell down and impacted the ground with loud booms like mountain collapsing, and they circled each other before they began to grow.
It was slow, as if they were getting used to their new bodies, but they reached three thousand feet which was their previous limit, and continued growing.
Rowan pushed his way out of the debris of the mountain and noticed immediately that something was different, the stones he touched collapsed to dust, and those that didn’t, shot out with so much velocity they landed miles away.
The world had shrunk, and was now smaller for he stood at twenty foot tall, and resembled a statue, for his skin was gold, and his hair was similar to the diamond like material from the Ouroboros Serpent, it sparkled and resembled a crown.
Standing there before the debris of this mountain, Rowan was the most beautiful, as he shone like the first star in the evening and his body was perfect, down to the smallest inch. If a mortal could see him and live, they would worship him forever and his glory would be passed down inside their blood.
Even the light from the sky began to dim, as if they were ashamed of touching him.
Rowan brought one hand to his face and noticed his fingers resembled diamonds, and clenching it made muscles pop all over his arm. His body was vibrating as more golden grains filled it up. Each of the grains had as much power as a tenth of the blood in his body before.
The force field surrounding his body was now thickened and extended farther outside his body, if in the Legendary State it was equal to paper, now the force field was equal to hardened leather. He could feel the flow of the invisible field around him, protecting him from the world. Keeping him sacred and inviolable.
Rowan knew that the time for his rise had just truly begun, and the distinction between him and everyone else had just taken a large step forward.
Disregarding the strength of his flesh previously, to hurt Rowan you needed to pierce through his force field which was equal in tenacity to his Constitution, but Rowan noticed a flaw, that his force field was more vulnerable to energy-based attack than physical attacks.
His current force field still had that weakness, but it had been ameliorated to a large extent, and with the growth of his force field meant another thing. His Telekinesis was now more powerful.
His Serpents were at this moment five thousand feet long, and they kept growing, as their bodies wiggled and made loud metallic sounds, and space began to shudder by their movement, the Minor World of Jarkarr was beginning to strain in order to contain them.
Rowan effortlessly lifted his twenty-foot body into the skies, and fashioned a robe made of his black Aether, and a purple belt around his waist leaving his chest partly exposed. He created shoes by using his black and purple Aether and he made a hairband keeping his hair in place.
He flew and stayed in the center of his Ouroboros Serpents who were circling him as their sizes increased, and then he stretched his right hand to the ground,
“Rise!”
All the broken pieces of the mountain began to shake and then hover in the air as he gathered every piece of it, even the ones that were miles away, even those as small as dust, he gathered them all.
His enlarged Empyrean sense swept through every piece of the debris, and placing his multiple consciousness at work he began reassembling the mountain.
It was a testament to his new consciousness, as his Mental Space has increased, and with his new form, his Empyrean sense had evolved once more, and he could process thousands of times more information than before.
He effortlessly triggered Eruption to five percent and the amount of Energy flowing into him was hundreds of times as much as before, this amount of energy generated would be equal to him triggering eruption at fifty percent previously. The entire mountain was put back together, every single rock in its place.
The Lady of Shadow hovered near him, her hands folded in front of her, his head was nearly the size of her entire body, and her fascination was stark, and he could feel her joy at his growth, and that joy was infectious as Rowan grinned at her and the words he said rumbled like thunder, “it’s not over, stand back.”
She retreated for a few hundred feet, considered her actions and retreated for another hundred.
He called up the Primordial Record and his sight immediately zoomed towards his current lifespan. He discovered it was just a small part of the massive advancement he just made.
He expected Absolute Body to be powerful, and still, he underestimated its powers.
In all of creation, who else can be like me?
