The process wasn't just physical; it felt as though her very essence was being refined, perfected, remade. Her energy churned violently within, but gradually, the pain gave way to something else: an overwhelming sense of power and clarity. The imperfections in her form, both seen and unseen, were being erased, leaving behind something far more potent.
Roselia's mind, which had been wandering moments ago, now cleared as she realized what was happening. This wasn't an ordinary embrace. Aiden was using the Fate Emperor's ability on her, reshaping her potential in ways she had never imagined.
Her body trembled again, but this time it was from the newfound power coursing through her veins, not from weakness. "Master..." she whispered, her voice soft but filled with awe as she realized just how much Aiden had changed her.
But before she could say anything else...
