And then, on the fourteenth day, it came.
His chest seized, not with pain, but with power. Something clicked, like a lock turning for the first time. Within him, a mana heart pulsed into existence, dense, vibrant, a storm compressed into a single point.
Thunder rumbled in his veins. Sparks crawled across his skin, snapping faintly in the dim room. His hair lifted slightly from the static charge as the air itself trembled around him.
(You have successfully created your Mana Heart.)
(You have gained the element: Thunder Element Lv.0 (1/1000).)
Lumberling's eyes snapped open, and a faint violet crackle flashed across them before fading. His lips curved into a grin. Of all the elements, it was thunder. A perfect match for his spear.
He willed open his status window, watching as the numbers and skills shifted before him. His heart beat in rhythm with the low hum of thunder still resonating in his core.
Name: Lumberling
Race: Human
Age: 27 years (1 month, 2 week)
