When Fenrir opened his eyes again, the world was still—unnaturally so.
Dust clung to his skin like memory, but the moment he stirred, it vanished. His body thrummed with energy, not wild or unstable like before, but controlled—refined.
The power of Boundless Authority had fully merged with him. It didn't scream for release. It obeyed.
He exhaled slowly.
"System. How long have I been in the trial?"
He said, his voice steadier than steel.
[System Notification: Trial duration—7 days.]
Seven days. It felt like hours. Maybe less.
Time had twisted itself into something meaningless during the trial. He didn't question it. There was no time for questions.
He reached inward. The power was waiting. His body hummed with the remnants of old scars, long-locked strength now his once more. Not a sliver—everything.
There was only one place left to go.
"Activate Boundless Authority."
He ordered.
