The sensation was a unique one that Noah had not experienced before.
At times, existence was difficult and required genuine struggle. He had fought against enemies who sought his death, each battle forcing him to prove that his Way superseded theirs through brutal combat and tactical superiority.
And then other times, like now, he simply had to walk around and pluck fruits that contained multiple different Sovereignties. Accumulated essences of beings locked away in this unfathomable domain, refined over eons into perfect crystallizations of their power.
After the Crystallized Fruit of Storms, Noah had systematically harvested from the remaining trees with methodical efficiency.
The second tree bore Crystallized Fruits of Metal that gleamed with silver-chrome perfection. When consumed, they granted understanding of durability, sharpness, and the unyielding nature that defined metallic Sovereignty.
