This wasn't just a fight.
This was a test.
For the Firstborn, it was a lesson.
For Aiden, it was a challenge.
Because for the first time in his journey, he was facing something that had no past, no fate, no limits.
Something that, like him, was completely free.
Aiden grinned as he dodged a strike, the Firstborn already adjusting, already learning, already growing.
You're evolving faster than anything I've ever seen.
No set rules. No restrictions. Just raw potential.
And Aiden?
He wanted to see just how far it could go.
The Evolution of the Firstborn
At first, the Firstborn had simply copied him.
But now—
It was developing its own style.
Its movements became sharper, more fluid.
It was no longer just mirroring Aiden's attacks.
It was refining them.
Improving them.
Even surpassing them in some cases.
