"You're so annoying. Are you going to sign or not?" he spat out, his eyes narrowed with impatience. "Listen here, I don't really care if you disappear or not. Stop wasting my ti."
Ember's heart skipped. She hadn't expected him to really an it—she thought he'd press harder, give her a reason to form a pact.
Then he started to turn around.
"Let's go," he commanded the other two.
Panic flickered across her face as she watched his back, realizing the gravity of what was about to happen.
If he walked away now, her options would be limited.
She'd either have to disappear entirely or turn to the very beings she despised—the angels. A shudder ran down her spine at the thought.
What the angels did to her before was so sickening that she would rather serve the most evil being in the world than co running back to them.
She swallowed, her pride.
"Fine," she finally said, voice barely above a whisper. "But don't think for a second that I'm happy about this."
"I don't give a shit if you're happy or not," he muttered, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her closer.
Before she could react, he leaned down, pressing a firm kiss to her forehead.
A familiar warmth spread through her, the sa binding energy that marked the other divine beast.
Ember felt the shift almost instantly, the sensation of connection, of belonging—though she'd rather choke than admit it out loud.
In a flash, his divine mark appeared on her forehead, glowing with power.
And just like that, all three divine beasts were his.
It had been surprisingly easy, and he didn't feel even a hint of weakness from it.
They existed inside him, a constant presence that siphoned away his surplus energy. Whenever he was in standby, they automatically recharged, drawing on his power as if it were a lifeline.
In a way, they were no different than his undead army in that departnt—both served as extensions of his will, absorbing his energy and strengthening their own abilities.
'So now my original body has the undead, and this one has the divine beasts,' Reign mused, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. 'Not bad, not bad at all.'
Reign had been feeling down after all the setbacks he'd faced, but gaining the three divine beasts as his servants helped to restore his mood.
Their presence balanced his loses .
As for the fruit he had eaten, he hadn't noticed any imdiate effects, leaving him puzzled.
Even after consulting the system, he received no answers—it seed just as clueless about the fruit's impact.
For now, all he could do was wait and see what would unfold.
He took a step back and looked at the three divine beasts in front of him.
They all bowed their heads in respect. Even Ember, who was the most troubleso did the sa.
She still looked frustrated but it wasn't as strong as before.
"Master, before you unsummon us, can we talk about our living arrangent inside your body?" Nerys asked, her golden eyes shining, hoping that she could get a good answer.
Reign raised an eyebrow, a hint of confusion flashing across his face.
"Living arrangent? You're part of now. I didn't think comfort was a concern."
Nerys fidgeted slightly, her tongue flicking as she searched for the right words.
"It's just… so of us need space. Kaelin and I… well, we don't exactly like living in total darkness"
"And how do you expect to do that?" he asked back, skepticism lacing his tone.
Reign wasn't sure how to improve their living situation while they were stuck inside him as tattoos.
The thought was puzzling. How could he create separate spaces for each of them when they were all imprinted on his skin?
If he was being honest, he had assud their consciousness would just pause while inside him, but their words suggested otherwise.
"Just close your eyes and feel our divine energy," Nerys instructed. "You've left a mark that on us that you can use, and we've left our marks on your body as well. This will allow you to access our mind palace."
Reign looked at his arms, and true to her words, he noticed a small serpent tattoo on the back of his wrist.
Concentrating on it, the tattoo began to shine, and suddenly, he felt himself being pulled into another ntal space.
This sensation was familiar; it reminded him of the ti he had visited his undead army space.
As his vision cleared, Reign found himself in an empty, dark space. It was vast and seemingly infinite, with a deep silence that enveloped him. The absence of light made it difficult to see, but he could feel the presence of one person.
It was Nerys.
"I see, so this is where you live when you're not called. No wonder you didn't mind being inside all the ti."
"Yes, Master, this is our ntal palace," Nerys explained, her expression earnest.
"Unfortunately, once we have a new master, everything will reset. So, we need your help to design a new place for us."
'System, analyze this space' Reign commanded.
[System Analysis In progress]
[System Analysis In progress]
[System Analysis Complete]
[Host, this space is inside your angelic body, and you can customize this using Divine Creation.]
'I see, so it's not soul-bound,'
This made things much easier for him. If their essence was simply housed within his current body, it ant he could transfer his soul without them even noticing.
[DING!]
[Host, the system could aid you in customizing this place. Would you like the system to create a new module ?]
'A module? What does it do, and how much ti would I save from using it?'
[A module is a frawork that enables efficient creation of spaces and features within the ntal palace, allowing the host to implent ideas quickly. Without it, customization would take much more ti and effort.]
Reign raised an eyebrow, "So it's like a creation software?"
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