The Last Primal

Aiden's first goal was to improve his foundation first and foremost before he would focus on any of his skills and would try to level them up as much as possible. From what he had learned any skill -upon reaching level 10- would either evolve itself and turn into a more powerful version of itself, or would give birth to a new, much stronger, but at the same time heavily specialized version of it.

This made him ponder, would there be a similar treatment to his attributes? The 10 points mark for sure did not apply to them, but there was this deeper feel, this intuition inside him, telling, whispering to him that the first smaller milestone, the first checkpoint he would need to reach would be the 50 point marker.

This theory however was somewhat debunked before. When his Spirit crossed this theoretical milestone and soared all the way to 61 points, he felt nothing special. Yes, his control over his own [Soul Power] grew stronger, but he could not break through his current hurdle, and reach into the 3rd stage at all.

Still, whilst nothing was told him, Aiden did feel that the power of each of his punches, strikes, and kicks whenever he utilized his [Mystic Martial Arts] innate skill carried much more depth, way more strength.

Though he wasn't sure of it, Aiden decided to focus on the attributes, more precisely his Might and Agility nevertheless, and boost them all the way to the 50 marker. Even if there weren't any obvious checkmarks, or notifications going along with this achievement, Aiden was hopeful that the improvements were similar to his Spirit. If he could gain a considerable boost to his physical strength, his resilience, his sturdiness and speed would be a welcome change.

Though by meditating he could -in theory- make up the necessary system points in 5 full, undisturbed hours of active session. Still, that would merely be just to make up the required points; assigning them and focusing on the changes in his body, his physique and spirit would be another matter altogether.

He would also need to not be interrupted during this process. The infusion of energy into his muscles, his attributes was a delicate process, requiring his full attention. He could not afford to be disturbed at all.

Thinking everything through, Aiden finally made up his mind and sent a message to Vyndridolth protecting him on the outside to make sure that unless he contacts her, no one is to come inside or contact him. He briefly explained the reason, and once the latter understood and accepted the order Aiden resumed his attention on the system one last time before beginning the process.

[ *Status* | Lab | Domain |  Activities ]

[—Status Screen — ]

[ *Main* | Skills | Analysis | Inventory ]

[Name: Aiden Vordragon

Race: Primal (Evolver)

Current Form: Ancient Dragon (Human)

Level: 18

Condition: 100%

Resource: Soul Power (Level 2) : 1350 SP / 1350 SP

System Points: 15000 EXP

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Attributes:

Might: 48

Agility: 48

Spirit: 61

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Not wasting any more time, he directly began investing his points to his Might first. He watched as 3000 points were drained at an incredible speed, dropping his remaining pool to 12000 points. At the same time, he could feel his muscles suddenly tense and contort before suddenly bulging and turning swollen. He could feel his entire body shaking under the sudden duress.

Time passed, as he was in this tense, sort of strained, flexed state. His muscle mass continuously contorted, bulging and straining as his [Soul Power] kept on rejuvenating it, keeping it fresh. Yet the pain was not quelled, making Aiden be helpless and unable to do anything but grit his teeth, clench his fists, and bore through with it.

Almost an hour passed before his body began to calm down and the pain began to subside. His clothes were long before shed, Aiden was sitting in his meditating posture in his all bare nakedness already completely drenched with sweat. His current figure, that of the golden scaled perfected version of a Draconic Skink had his long feathery crown of 'hair' drooping down below his shoulders. His body was glistening, shining as if it was just waxed.

His eyes were glowing with bright golden luster and a faint, barely perceptible aura was covering his silhouette.

"That was hard…" He muttered to himself with a wry smile under his breath. Just this one point took him one hour and an increased effort compared to before. Just to get it improved one full point took him more energy, more effort than what it felt taking his skills from 30, all the way to 40!

He took a few minutes to catch his breath, and calm his body before sighing once more and returning his attention to the system's still floating screen.

After taking a look and confirming that his Might was now at 49 and it only needed one last hurrah, one last push to reach the desired milestone, he took a couple of breaths before focusing on it to bring up the details.

In the next instant just as he made up his mind and gave the mental command, he could feel his hard earned points being drained rapidly once more. The remaining pool of points drained at a lightning pace from 12000 all the way to 8000 taking a thousand more than before.

As the points reached the threshold they did not immediately vanish and turn into a level up like before. For a moment, everything turned to a standstill. As if the whole world came to a sudden and temporary halt. As if time suddenly took an exemption and paused in his never-ending tracks to take a look at this grand event.

*Rumble!*

A low grumble came from somewhere deep below. The whole ground slightly began to shake, almost as if it quivered, turned frightened by this unexpected, previously impossible thought feat.

Aiden's body followed suit merely a moment later and began to tremble in rhythm, in sync with the whole world. His silhouette turned hazy. Large ripples distorted his visage as they spread to all corners of his body originating from seemingly the center of his chest. From his Primal Core.

His muscles spasmed, harder than ever before. They turned swollen, bulging hard, stretching Aiden's golden scales along with it. His figure suddenly felt as if gained at least a couple of inches both in height as well as in width as his figure gradually turned from his usually lean-looking physique to something a caricature of itself.

At the same, a new message has emerged in front of Aiden's mental sight, blocking all his senses, and vision, carrying a single, yet much more meaningful sentence.

[New Milestone Reached - Might First Breakthrough!]

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Chapter Title:  Breaking The Limits

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