More and more elemental forces crashed into the Blood Fire, drawn not only from Cainâs body but also channeled directly from the Scarlet Throne. The fiery fusion intensified rapidly, and it didnât take long before a molten core began to form at its center. At first, it was no larger than a grain of rice, yet its mass was so overwhelming that it twisted the very fabric of space around it.
Cain felt immense pressure crashing through his body, attempting to crush him under its weight. But he did not hesitate or slow downâhe pushed harder, driving more elemental force into the Blood Fire with relentless strength. The molten core continued to expand, growing denser and heavier, its gravity distorting space to the point that the disturbance began to ripple throughout Cainâs entire body and internal organs.
Wounds tore open across his flesh, organs twisted under the pressureâbut each time his body reached its limits, a stream of red fire carrying an immense amount of vitality surged from the Scarlet Throne, healing him and allowing the forging process to continue. This regenerative loop allowed Cain to push forward, breaking past natural limits.
It was only after several months of constant effortâwhen the walls of his heart were so warped they nearly collapsed entirelyâthat Cain stopped feeding elemental force into the Blood Fire and allowed the molten core to stabilize.
His face was pale, his breath ragged, and exhaustion threatened to drown him. Yet he didnât falter.
Now that the molten core had been completedâsurpassing even the highest standard described in the Primeval Genesis BodyâCain began the second stage. He directed the Origin Power of his Divine Kingdom into the core and slowly built a structure around it: a vessel to contain the destructive force and transform it into power.
Another few months passed, but at long last, Cain smiled as he beheld the result.
A majestic obsidian furnace surrounded the molten core. It was a thing of beauty and dreadâharnessing the molted coreâs violent power, stabilizing its chaotic energy, and establishing equilibrium between it and Cainâs body.
"My Unified Blood Elemental Forge," Cain whispered, a thrill coursing through his heart as he witnessed the incredible construct he had forged within himself.
The thrill only intensified as power spread outward from the forge, enhancing his muscle density, strengthening his bones, and drastically improving the resilience of his organs. His body was evolving, becoming a living weapon of terrifying might capable of breaking through Peak Prima Deityâs armor as if it were made of paper.
"And thatâs not all," Cain said as he raised his hand and clenched his fist. "The weight of a collapsing star."
He could feel itâthree new abilities born from this transformation, each one ready to push his battle power to unprecedented levels.
Cain allowed himself a brief moment to savor his new strength, but he did not let pride distract him for long. Closing his eyes once more, he returned to his training. Though the second level of the Primeval Genesis Body was now complete, there was still more to do: his energy pool needed refinement, and several Oniric Truths awaited further comprehension.
But before losing himself again in deep cultivation, there was something Cain needed to check.
"Supercomputer Assistant," Cain spoke into the depths of his mind, "show me the Dream youâve designed for Meylin."
Though less than a year had passed, Cain trusted the ArchDeity-grade innate ability had completed the task. And as expected, it did not disappoint. A mechanical voice echoed in his consciousness:
[Beep! Task complete: Design a Dream offering supreme power and survival capabilities to the Depravita-class lifeform known as Meylin.
Result: ORIGINAL SIN
"What is called sin is but unmastered force. I do not reject itâI become its apex!"]
Cainâs eyes narrowed as he saw the Dreamâs name.
Original Sin.
It was a path that had drawn his attention early in his journey, but it had never truly suited him. It focused heavily on destruction, primal urges, and internal darknessâwhile Cainâs path was one of conquest, evolution, and eventual sublimation. There was no question that the Original Sin Dream offered immense powerâbut was it right for Meylin?
Though the young woman was ruthless, Cain did not see her as the embodiment of evil.
Still, he did not jump to conclusions. He patiently listened as the Supercomputer Assistant elaborated:
[Oniric Truths based on the Seven Deadly Sins are extremely powerful, but their influence is volatile. When approached incompletely or in imbalance, they can lead to deviations in a Dream, halting oneâs growth entirely.]
Cainâs eyes flickered with insight at that. He couldnât help but think of Tiama. She, too, had followed the Original Sins. But something had stalled her progress. It seemed she had only ever mastered five of the seven sins, perhaps forced to complete her Dream prematurely before mastering them all.
Of course, the Dragon Empress still became an extraordinarily powerful ArchDeity through those Oniric Truthsâand for most cultivators, that would be enough.
But Cainâs ambitions far exceeded the ArchDeity realm. He was aiming for the absolute peakâand if Meylin was to walk beside him to the end, she would need a path capable of elevating her to the same heights.
Fortunately, the Supercomputer Assistant continued:
[As a Depravita, Meylin possesses an innate advantage in communing with the Seven Deadly Sins. Her unique racial composition allows her to interface with them at a deeper, more integrated level than any other life form. This makes her the ideal candidate to embark on the Dream of Original Sins.]
[This Dream functions as a complete Oniric Framework composed of seven Oniric Truthsâeach based on one of the Original Sins. Together, they form a perfectly cyclical and balanced system, where each Sin complements and opposes the others in a refined alchemical progression of power, self-mastery, and philosophical transcendence.]
[This is not a path of indulgence or suppression, but one of domination and sublimationâtransforming primal forces into pillars of strength. Their true meanings are unveiled only when moral categories are transcended.]
[Estimated Potential: Alpha Omega Overgod.]