POV Vesuvius:
Ding!
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Evolution to [Cosmic Apocalypse Dragon Battlelord] completed!
Variant (Divine, Curses, Magic, Radioactivity, Volcano, Thunder Storm, Runes, Life, Frost, Solar)
(SN: The true apocalypse comes from space)
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The dragon's two eyes snapped open, one golden and the second one deep blue, their reverse-slitted pupil darting around.
Dozens of notifications of his abilities leveling up filled his vision, but the dragon paid no care to them as he stretched his arm, feeling incredible force within each movement. He carefully directed back the converted magic energy back to his vitality, slightly dimming down the glow of his eyes.
'So you are saying this is the path I took? Cosmic apocalypse sounds kinda poetic to me and I can see how the system came to it. I am taking on more and more of these cosmic powers... time, space, and solar storms. There is nothing that describes my current state better than cosmic chaos... or apocalyptic cosmic forces.'
