The next day, inside the church.
"Okay kid, forget what you know about beast crests," Munin cawed, the first light of dawn shining on her black feathers through the sacred's place cracks.
Erik was sitting cross-leg, his gaze glinting with interest, ready to absorb whatever knowledge she would impart.
"Thanks to your divine seed, some of the crests' functions have been reactivated. Now, focus on Rex's crest and think about his capabilities."
He did so, the tattoo shone golden, and runic scriptures weaved into existence, showcasing the dog's fate status.
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[Rex]
Species: Golden Retriever
Core Shape: Elixir Fountain
Ascension rank: Late-stage Foundation Realm (rank 3)
Saga: None
Wyrd Accumulation: 500/500
Strength: late-Mortal Tier // Speed: late-Mortal Tier
Stamina: early-Warrior Tier // Physique: mid-Bronze Tier
Body Types: Golden Fur
Elemental Affinities: Water / Earth
Special Abilities: Mending Saliva / Piss of Youth / Self Regeneration / Hibernate
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