Reol'ran's Detached Will floated inside his pitch-dark Soul Space along with Mark, their faces alit in the violet glow of the treasured mirror buried in his soul.
Frowning, Mark looked at his changed stats. Nothing much had really changed but it had grown more organized, and a new bar had appeared, too. A new bar that seemed like a helluva lot of trouble to come—Sufferings of Misfortune.
[Stats]
[Bloodline]
[Resistances]
[Cultivated Powers]
[Demonic Tricks]
[Traits]
[Contracted Missions]
[Soul Bonded Treasures]
[Sufferings of Misfortune]
Mark calmed his mind down to the level of an ancient well—he became incredibly rational. Focused like he had never been before and began to take a quick note of his entire system interface.
