Lumberling let out a slow breath and leaned back in his chair.
Now that things had finally calmed down, he allowed himself a moment of quiet. Closing his eyes, he focused inward.
There it was again, the faint, steady pulse deep within him. It wasn't his heartbeat. It was the seed, the strange, living thing that had formed inside him, like a small world hidden within his heart.
He could sense it clearly now. Different kinds of energy flowed within that space, threads linking to every skill and every path he had ever walked. Even the faint traces of divine blessings glimmered there, like distant stars.
'This seed… born from a divine blessing, fused with my power and my paths,' he thought, curiosity stirring. 'There might be hidden effects tied to my other blessings too. I'll have to study it carefully.'
Opening his eyes, he finally brought up the notifications he had been ignoring since waking up. One by one, glowing words appeared before him in the air.
