JayModii

"Did I get reincarnated as... A HARPY?!"

After having lived a life full of anguish, betrayal and the constant pressures of having to make his parents proud, 17 year old Simon Cavil found himself at death's door after being accidentally run over by a Truck. 

His blurry and lifeless eyes gazed into the skies and he saw birds flying freely in the skies above him and felt envious of their freedom.
Under his dying breath he muttered: "I wish I was as free as those birds."

And just like that his wish was granted, and he now found himself in a perilous fantasy world where he must either adapt or perish!

Sovereign Of The Skies

[Mana Distillation... A process where one is able to separate themselves from their own Mana without dying.]

[By doing this, you are able to give your Mana autonomy, and it can operate independently from you.]

[Granted you give it a specific instruction, or rather, a code.]

Berkah mused, veiled by a cloud of rising smoke and his bare feet sinking into the heaps of ash which were once a bed of lush greenery.

His ears were terrorized by the sound of his squelching flesh which was currently regenerating, and the distant crackles of dying flames.

He breathed heavily, but his eyes remained unwavering as he focused intently on his palm, as though the answers he seeked were etched deeply in-between his flexion creases.

Singularity (1)