"Getting stronger by having sex, the knowledge of a whole civilization, and a literal cheat code... I'm set to become a fucking overlord," Sol muttered, his voice echoing in the vast, empty temple. He clutched his fists, feeling the Silver Liquid energy sloshing in his chest and the dense muscle of his new body. He felt like he had just been handed the keys to the universe. He could see it already… a stone fortress, an army of loyal warriors, and a harem of diverse most beautiful women that would make a sultan weep.
It was an extremely exciting plan. His ego was inflating by the second, fueled by the rush of power and the god-marked tattoos beneath his skin, like a man who had just seen the blueprint of his own godhood.
