These were not mere inheritances.
Each one born from the origin of a different law or force that he had mastered to its zenith.
And of those seven, only two had ever surfaced.
One was the Predation Absolute, and from his Absolute Appraisal he know it was some known as Wolrd Devouring Slime that have got it.
The other… was Eternal Creation, the crown of boundless birth and reinvention.
And this—this second legacy—was what had been claimed by Asher.
There were five more fragments still lost across existence, hidden not just within unknown worlds, but in sealed constructs of layered dimensions, tucked inside the folds of cosmic dreamscapes and entropy prisons. S
To put it in perspective:
If a single universe could be likened to a grain of sand… and a cosmos to a handful… then the Elder Realities—those higher formations of multiversal chains—were the oceans.
And somewhere within those oceans, drowned beneath time and perception, slept the remaining legacies of the first vampire.
