A flash of thrill and excitement appeared in Vlad's eyes as he clenched his fists, feeling the transformation coursing through his bloodstream.
"My vitality has risen considerably," he murmured, his voice low but filled with restrained exhilaration. "And my connection to the Law of Space has advanced as well."
The more the True Depravita of Wrath examined his newly evolved Paragon-tier Devil bloodline, the more astonished he became. Space itself felt different around him—clearer, more tangible, more responsive to his will, even without the Quantum Eye. He could now fold and twist it in ways he would not have believed possible before, and with far less strain on his soul.
Even simple movements created subtle spatial distortions, as if reality were bending instinctively to accommodate his presence.
But the good news did not end with his increase in raw power.
Vlad soon detected something even more important.
