[23 years old, you finally completed the assimilation of the refined blood drop.]
[Just a week later, you also broke through to the next stage — Six Gates.]
[There was no time to linger on the achievement, much less consolidate your strength though. Your soul, which had never ceased its relentless healing, was now on the brink of full recovery — and that did not escape notice.]
[Nearly everyone around you, even Hilda, voiced concern. They could sense the unnatural speed of your soul's restoration, see how little damage remained, and urged you to stop before it was too late. But, uou ignored them all.]
'Even if he wanted to, there's nothing he could do to halt the effects of the Regeneration Talent though,' Noel thought, shaking his head.
[One month later, you began refining your organs, starting with your lungs — the First Gate.]
