God's Eyes

The most obvious change Jason perceived was his exhaustion.

This was only obvious and from the way, he was currently feeling, his body could be compared to a machine that worked on power saving mode.

'So...how can I decide whether I want to work at full speed or in the power saving mode right now...?' He asked himself, with the desire to move.

However, even after he had heard what Haepha said and that he asked himself how everything worked, Jason was unable to overcome his exhaustion.

While sustaining everything necessary with his soul treads, a few more hours flew by before Jason was unable to stay awake anymore.

Several months had passed without Jason being able to sleep properly and the metamorphosis he had undergone had drained him from all energy that was left within him.

Yet, he had forced himself to stay awake, to not rest for a single moment, only to find a secure location where nobody would be able to find and hunt them.

Whether it were foreign races or other humans, Jason was not sure if he was seen as a threat from both sides or not.

Even if he was not seen as a threat, he was aware of the fact that Argos was currently filled with war and chaos.

Everything could happen and Jason had wanted to rest once they had found a tranquil place.

Unfortunately, this plan was interrupted by Shane's determination to start forging his soul weapon before he had found time to rest.

As such, Jason, who had already been exhausted, used every ounce of energy and mana he had left within in order to perfectly purify each of the ores that had been in front of him.

During that time he had exceeded his limits which strained his whole body that had to rest now.

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He was not sure how much time had passed, but Jason was suddenly laying inside a large, soft bed.

The fatigue on his body had been washed away and Jason felt as if he had been reborn, and the only was his upper body that was weighed down by something.

Right when he was about to get out of the bed, he noticed that Scorpio stared at him from the bottom of the bed, while Solaris floated above him.

Meanwhile, Artemis and Petri laid inside the bed.

The three-meter-long snake used up most of the space within the bed, while Artemis tried to push him away without making too much of a commotion.

When Jason saw all of that, he began to ask himself whether he was in a circus or not.

It was a funny sight to see how his four soulbonds interacted with each other, but the remaining space he had left on the bed was not much.

This became even more apparent when his soulbonds noticed that he was awake as they approached him, the closer the better.

Because he couldn't cope with this obsessive attitude of his soulbonds right now, Jason used his stigma and soul world in unison to make himself some space.

A moment after he utilized his stigma with the soul world in unison, his soulbonds disappeared as they emerged within the soul world.

This was an extremely useful way in order to summon and return his soulbonds within the shortest interval.

Yet, instead of feeling happy, Jason tried to get the hang of his stigma as he concentrated on it.

'Deactivate yourself!' he lamented inwardly, however, nothing seemed to have changed and Jason could only sigh.

His mood was neither extremely good nor bad right now because he was wondering about too many things at once.

'Where are my masters? What happened to the soul weapon master has forged? How can I control my bloodline? What should be our next step? Is there a plan, or should we prepare one?'

While he thought about everything possible, Jason changed his clothes that had been drenched in sweat before he walked outside the room he had been inside.

He was still not sure where exactly he was but with his mana eyes, Jason found his masters, Emily and Haepha without further ado.

They were downstairs, inside the backyard of the large mansion he was currently inside.

Jason thought that it was Haepha's mansion which would explain the expensive materials with which the mansion had been built. At the same time, he was already aware of the fact that Haepha had five solidified prismarine crystals within her mana core.

This meant that she was the strongest or rather highest-ranked human he had encountered until now.

While he walked downstairs, Jason tried to experiment with his aura that seemed to have changed a lot since he had fallen asleep.

Instead of feeling like something that didn't belong to his body, the aura enveloping him was now freely controllable.

At the same time, Jason could tell now, that the aura seemed to belong to him now!

It was as if the aura had been remains of the wild Celestia bloodline that didn't want to accept Jason's human bloodline, only to be tamed after being strained to the limits during the purification process of the Yvaldranite and Affanyr ores.

Now that he was able to retract the aura completely, one huge problem turned out to be easily solved.

As such there was only the small issue with the glowing stigma he had yet to solve.

However, Jason was confident in his own capabilities and a few days should be more than enough to solve this issue too!

He had almost reached the backyard where everyone was when he realized that his soulbonds tried to gain his attention for quite some time.

They were lamenting about something and Jason didn't understand what they were trying to tell him.

That was until his consciousness had entered the soul world!

Right in the center of his soul world, Jason was able to see a sword that seemed to be a mixture between a scimitar and a broad longsword.

It was rotating around its own axis as if it wanted to show everyone that it was perfect from every possible angle.

Subconsciously, Jason's consciousness had already emerged in front of the long scimitar that had one thin, razor-sharp edge.

The handle was 20 centimeters in length, black in color which had to originate from the Mayrod Soul wood's color and multiple tiny, black colored runes had been engraved on it.

The one-edged blade was also black in color, with silver-colored strands that looked similar to mana veins, spreading through the whole blade.

It was around 85 centimeters long and had two large silver-colored runes inscribed on it with several hundred small runes connecting to each other, building one large rune with two center points.

Both center points were the exact position Jason's soul imprints were situated. The fact that both large and complex runes were inscribed at this position, indicated that most mana veins were located in this area.

Jason wanted to grasp the long scimitar with his hands which forced him to leave the soul word.

With his consciousness, he could touch anything, thus he summoned the long scimitar, which was the soul weapon Shane had forged for him.

When the black-colored scimitar had been taken out of the soul world, it released strong mana currents, and the moment Jason's hand came in touch with it, he knew that it was extremely powerful.

Holding it in front of himself, he could tell that it was perfectly balanced, while the slightly curved blade was perfectly suited for his fighting style.

At the same time, the weapon weighed only five kilograms which was extremely light, compared to most weapons forged out of ores within the rifts.

However, this light weight didn't mean that it was weaker or less durable than other weapons.

Rather than that, Jason was confident in its ability to cut through most grade-2 weapons without any issues.

If he had enough mana, the long scimitar should even be able to demolish all kinds of grade-3 weapons!

In the end, Jason was unable to see the soul weapon's limitations, and swinging it around, he could tell that it was not a mere weapon to slaughter but an extension to his arm, something that belonged to himself.

It was as if he and the scimitar were one entity!

Jason was not sure why Shane forged a long scimitar for him, but he found that it was the perfect weapon for him.

There was nothing better than the soul weapon he had in his hand.

While he was swinging the scimitar as a sudden thought, that did not belong to him, emerged in his mind

'Byakur'

He was unable to tell what this word meant but the moment he left the mansion to enter the backyard the thought resurfaced in his mind again which caused him to mumble it.

"Byakur"

At that moment, he mumbled this word, all several hundred runes inscribed on the long scimitar began to erupt at once, releasing a certain emotion, shocking Jason and the others who noticed that he woke up some time ago.

'Joy?'

Looking at the sword that released pure joy, Jason couldn't help but ask

"Are...you Byakur?"

At the same time, Jason thought was transmitted to the scimitar, he could feel someone else's joy spreading through his body.

With this, Jason was able to tell that the long scimitar's name was Byakur and the fact that his soul weapon was like a sentient being after it had been perfectly purified and imprinted with a minuscule part of his soul!

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