From the moment he became one with the monoliths. Asura's existence started to transform. His bloodlines became linked like a mixture of colours in a whirlpool. The difference between them soon vanished.
Then he gained the glue that bound them together, his Elven bloodline and the strange world tree-shaped monolith within his body.
This monolith did nothing special apart from purifying, combining and synchronising all his bloodlines together using its form to take them in, forming a beautiful tree with multitudes of different shaded leaves, all relating to Asura's powers and bloodlines.
Everything became concentrated in one place.
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In the skies, a giant bird appeared with the most beautiful, silky feathers of three colours: the beautiful raven black like Asura's hair, pure white plumes as beautiful as an angel with his sharp claws and beak a dull grey empowered with the force of devouring.
