"Not going to lie, I kind of expected my reward for this would purely be Records,” Jake said in response to the First Sage’s mention of empty-handed, which he truly didn’t feel would be accurate even if he left here and now.“In some ways, no matter what you gain, it will have purely been Records... but I understand what you mean. Records are certainly part of the reward, but it is as much a reward for me as you. No, it’s only fair of me to give you something more tangible. Something not made purely of my Records.”“What, you’re gonna teach me a Transcendent skill or something?” Jake asked jokingly.The First Sage shook his head. “A Transcendent skill cannot be taught, only learned through personal enlightenment not influenced by any other forms of transcendent insight. I believe you will have a very hard time ever achieving this due to your Bloodline being so all-encompassing.”Jake gave the old man a look asking for him to elaborate.The First Sage smiled and indulged him. “I asked

This was the first time Jake had felt any kind of real pressure while within his own Soulspace, and he took longer than he probably should have to muster a response. He’d nearly fallen to his knees by the time he braced himself and released a wave of energy to stop the compression, forcing himself to stand and⁠—Suddenly, his vision split in two as he saw the First Sage standing with a finger pointing toward the ground. It and everything else, including Jake, was perfectly bisected down the middle, intense pain flooding his mind.“Slow.”Jake’s body instantly regenerated and reformed, only for him to get blasted back. One of his arms exploded like a balloon of blood from him trying to block right at the end.Just then, some of what slumbered within his Soulspace came alive. A shadowy figure appeared behind the First Sage, wielding a katar and stabbing for his body, but before any attack had time to land, the figure was blasted back...Only to reappear instantly, this time manifesting

For several seconds, Jake’s Soulspace was reminiscent of the void, as nearly nothing existed there. The only clue that it was even his Soulspace was the sky of arcane mana, unaffected by the changes to come, as there was quite frankly nothing to improve on. At least, not directly. All improvements would come from bringing the sky into balance with the rest of the Soulspace.Even as Jake’s body was dispersed, he didn’t immediately regenerate it. Instead, he became one with this sky and felt everything at once. Jake had never actively thought much about how his Soulspace should look, and it was no different this time around.Instead, he moved according to what felt most natural—and truly, was anything more Jake-like than leaving everything to instinct? Hence, rather than actually designing anything with thoughtful intent, Jake proceeded to simply act.The skies roared and the First Sage willingly retreated, giving Jake space as the Soulspace began to surge with energy. Countless particl

According to many scholars in Paths, Legacy skills likely made up the majority of all skills in the entire multiverse. Some hailed from huge, divine factions with countless members walking Paths entirely made up of Legacy skills, and others from masters with a single disciple to pass down aspects of their Path. It wasn’t odd for someone from the Holy Church, or an assassin trained by the Court of Shadows, to have more than ninety percent of all their skills be Legacy skills.The skills were rarely, if ever, from a single individual, though. To combat the negative aspects of inheriting a single person’s Path, Legacies were often granted from entire Pantheons, allowing capable individuals to pick and choose from all the different Legacies and ultimately forge their own Path.A good example of this could even be seen with the Order of the Malefic Viper. Nearly every alchemist had Palate of the Malefic Viper, with many also wanting at least a few more due to the synergistic effects of the

"This place really is shabby compared to Bobby’s planet,” Carmen muttered as she walked through the small city with Sven, the City Leader of the place. She had returned to Earth only about an hour ago, and in all honesty, she didn’t really wanna be there. At least she had one person she actually liked around, as walking on her other side was Pam, the City Leader of the town Carmen had created through claiming a Pylon of Civilization.“We are effectively just an outpost here on this planet, so we can’t lean too hard into the ways of Valhal unless we want to scare visitors off,” Sven said, shaking his head.“See, I would argue the opposite,” Carmen said. “We would have way more visitors if it was more like over there.”“Most people don’t like getting drop-kicked by other customers while out shopping,” Pam said.“Why not? Seems like a fair way to decide who gets the last item.” Carmen shrugged with a toothy smile. “But I guess I get your point. Still, we should make it more like Valhal f