Leon already knew there was a stage beyond the Divine.
He'd sensed it long before this moment, each battle had made it obvious that his power had long outgrown the limits of divinity.
His squadmates weren't far behind either. They all radiated strength that bent reality in subtle ways, strength that didn't fit neatly into any known category.
But now, at last, the stage had a name.
The Origin Stage.
The primordial wearing his mother's face let out a soft chuckle, her crimson eyes gleaming faintly in the endless dark.
"This stage has nine levels," she said, her voice smooth but edged with admiration. "And it's… impressive, what you and your squad have accomplished. The two boys and the elf are at the first level. The dragon girl stands at the second. And the one capable of wielding primal energy, she's reached the third."
Leon tilted his head slightly, his tone casual.
"Is that good?"
