The moment Kael pressed the Mana Core against his chest, a searing heat tore through his body.
It was as if molten fire coursed through his veins, igniting every nerve, every cell. His vision blurred, the world around him dissolving into raw energy pulsating, chaotic, and alive.
Then, the memories hit him.
Not just Kael Draven's, but something deeper, something ancient.
He saw flashes of a forgotten age warriors who bent time to their will, gods who shaped reality with a single thought, and an empire that once stood at the peak of existence. An empire that feared one man.
The Celestial Sovereign.
And then, the voice spoke. Deep, resonant, and filled with power.
"You are unworthy but you will learn."
The world snapped back into focus.
Kael gasped, his body trembling as the energy of the Nightfang Stalker coursed through him. He clenched his fists. His weakness was gone replaced by raw strength, sharper senses, and something more.
A status screen like those in video games appeared in his mind.
[Name: Kael Draven]
[Title: The Forsaken Prince]
[Power: ???]
[Abilities Unlocked: Temporal Grasp]
Kael's eyes widened. Temporal Grasp? He focused on the ability, and an explanation surfaced in his thoughts.
Ability: Temporal Grasp
Allows the user to momentarily alter time within a small radius. Can be used to freeze, accelerate, or slow down objects and beings. Power increases with mastery.
Kael smirked. "Now that's more like it."
Testing the powers
He turned toward a jagged boulder nearby. Raising his hand, he focused. Slow.
The air shimmered. The boulder, which had been crumbling from the wind, slowed mid-collapse, each dust particle moving at a crawl.
Kael exhaled sharply. The power worked. But his body still wasn't used to it. He felt drained, like he had just run for miles.
"You will learn."
The voice echoed again, and this time, Kael didn't flinch. Whatever had spoken to him whoever had granted him this power was watching.
But for now, he had one priority: escape the Forsaken Lands.
If he had been exiled here, it meant the outside world believed he was dead. Which meant his enemies had let their guard down.
A cold smile spread across Kael's lips.
They thought they had won.
But he had returned.
And soon, the world would remember his name.