By the time it reached the singularity core, it had elevated all the way to Early Quasar realm.
The fragment merged seamlessly. Same soul reuniting with itself, perfectly balanced.
Holy shit. The quasar automatically refined it during reabsorption. I didn't even have to do anything.
Very Convenient.
The memories flooded in.
Three months compressed into seconds.
Combat assessment. Pirates attacking the ship. Crushing opponents with ease. Celestia dominating her bracket.
Treasure hunting through the ship. Medical facilities. Storage rooms. Abandoned sections. Trading with candidates. Black market contacts.
Finding hundreds of soul items. And the big one—pseudo-Chaos Soul Essence from that desperate cultivator.
Time with Celestia. Training. Her reaching Stage 612. Their easy partnership, her support despite knowing she was dealing with a clone.
Academy arrival at Earth-Prime. Humanity's origin world. Prime Origin Academy's massive scale. Orientation. Quarter assignments.
