At night, the Griffin runs.
At dawn, the Griffin spreads its wings.
At noon, the giant roars wildly.
At dusk, everything is calm.
Complete, a cycle.
Everything, everything within it rotates endlessly.
Everything becomes whole.
Of course, such completeness does not come without a price. Even with Jason's current body, he cannot withstand such completeness. Death appears one after another, with resurrection quickly following.
The cycle appears once again.
Jason becomes increasingly entwined with the transformed 'ritual'.
As if everything was meticulously arranged by him.
A small segment of translucent tentacle trapped in a jar begins to twist rapidly, seemingly cursing endlessly.
Yet, the outcome will not change.
One of Jason's core skills advances to transcendent——
