Dancing on the golden ashes-Chapter 238 : Free At Last

I could feel the five different energies slowly weaving themselves into my body, spreading through me like fire igniting dry wood. The rotation of these forces churned with immense pressure, pushing soul energy into my veins — or rather, what I now believed to be my meridians. Yes... I hadn't noticed them before, never really bothering to explore my body in such detail until this very moment. But now, I realized that these thin channels stretched through me like rivers, absorbing soul energy directly through my skin and releasing it back into the world.

But this discovery wasn't just fascinating — it was vital. Each pulse of energy that flowed through my meridians carried with it something far greater than strength alone. My body felt as though it was being reforged, each cell hardening under the pressure. My muscles tightened, my bones seemed to vibrate, and I could feel power simmering beneath my skin, like a volcano waiting to erupt.

Techniques that once felt familiar now seemed foreign, as if their true potential had only just revealed itself. A simple fire blast that once scorched the air would now burn brighter, stronger — no, it would detonate like a storm of molten destruction. And the reason? The orbs of sin that had replaced my soul cultivation method were transforming me from within, enhancing every corner of my being. They didn't just enhance my strength — they were changing the way my body understood power itself.

I could feel the energy around me no longer as an invisible presence, but as something tangible, something that I could claim as my own. The very air seemed to ripple with potential, and I knew that I could pull that power into me with ease. My own soul, once pristine and heavenly in its former form, had been cracked and shattered during my last advancement. Yet now, it glowed with a vibrant, shifting array of colors, each hue burning with newfound intensity. The orbs drifted closer to my heart, slowly embedding themselves inside of it.

I gasped sharply as they sank into my soul, my breath faltering as if my heart had frozen in place. My chest seized, and for a brief moment, I felt weightless — empty. My lungs burned, each breath searing my throat as if I had swallowed fire.

And then...

BOOM!

The world around me erupted. Explosions shook the earth as bursts of power shot outward from my body, shattering the crimson flowers that had once covered the field. Petals scattered like drops of blood, painting the landscape in red as the earth itself seemed to shudder beneath my feet. I felt the life force from those crushed flowers surge toward me, flowing like rivers drawn to my presence. My horns throbbed with hunger, greedily pulling in the potent energy. The warmth of it spread through my body, filling every wound, every crack, and every scar that had marred me for far too long.

But it didn't end there with the recovery of strength... From my soul, now shining with five different colors like a wildfire spreading across a dry forest, each energy of sin rushed to claim a part of my body, binding itself to me as if declaring ownership.

I could feel those five distinct energies weaving into me, crackling with their own chaotic identities — a storm of clashing colors swirling through my meridians. Purple flames spiraled like a crown around my core, cold yet fierce, burning with the unshakable confidence of Pride. Emerald mist slithered around my muscles, coiling tightly as if claiming my bones with a possessive grip that refused to let go. Crimson sparks erupted from my skin in violent bursts, flickering like embers ready to ignite everything in their path, while icy tendrils of cyan mist dragged a numbing cold through my veins, chilling me to the core. And finally, golden rivers of molten greed slithered across my chest, coiling possessively around my heart with an insatiable hunger that seemed endless.

All of those forces surged together, reinforcing my body until I felt as though I was on the brink of something divine... and then I remembered — there were still two more sins yet to awaken. If my power had already reached this level, just how terrifying would I become when the final two joined me?

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I staggered to my feet, panting heavily. My body felt as though it was being crushed beneath the weight of all that energy compressed inside me, so much that I knew I couldn't contain it for long.

"Give me back my system! It's mine now!" I roared at the sky. The energy I had struggled to contain burst from my chest, blazing with a golden hue — pure greed manifesting itself. My voice thundered through the air, and I knew my eyes had likely turned gold as well, though I had no way to confirm it.

The other energies of sin surged in support, wrapping around the golden hue like loyal soldiers reinforcing their king. The combined force exploded from me, shooting toward the heavens like a divine spear. The sky itself cracked beneath its impact, splintering like shattered glass as the beam of light tore through, disappearing into the unknown — yet I could feel it had a destination, a purpose.

Suddenly, a system window appeared before me, flickering erratically with countless errors. For the first time, it no longer appeared in my mind — it hovered in the air, unstable and distorted. And then, in an instant, it rushed back into my head.

Pain like no other tore through me, a searing agony that left me breathless and barely able to think. Countless pieces of information flooded my mind, overwhelming me in a torrent of knowledge I was not prepared to grasp. My head pounded as if my skull would crack apart, but before I could collapse, the energies within my soul rose to meet the invading force.

The sins surged toward the system's chaotic power, greedily attacking it like beasts fighting for prey. They consumed it, devouring the twisted remnants of its control and feeding that power into my core. Inside my soul, something began to form — a small triangle etched with twisted lines, marked by runes I couldn't understand. The strange symbol pulsed with a presence unlike anything I had ever felt before — mysterious, ancient... yet somehow, it felt like home.

"NOOOOOOO!!!!"

A powerful howl echoed from the sky, a voice I knew all too well — the Creator. His scream was deafening, filled with rage and desperation. The sheer pressure of his wrath pressed down on me like a mountain, threatening to crush me into the earth.

But the purple flame flared brightly around me, refusing to submit. Pride anchored me in place, burning with unwavering defiance.

At that moment, I understood — I was stealing the Creator's power, tearing it from his grasp and claiming it as my own. The system that once controlled me, manipulated me, and kept me chained to his rules... was now mine. I had absorbed it into my own body, forging it into something I could control — something only I could wield.

I had finally separated myself from the Creator and his twisted games... and for the first time, I was free.