Lucas wasted no time and immediately set about using the Divine Clone Technique. The knowledge imparted by the system was precise, guiding him through the intricate process with clarity and purpose.
As he delved into the technique, Lucas concentrated deeply, feeling the subtle connection to his soul. It was like touching the very essence of his being. He began the delicate task of splicing his soul, his focus unwavering.
"This is delicate work," Lucas muttered to himself, beads of sweat forming on his brow. He could feel the weight of what he was doing—the gravity of dividing something so fundamental.
[Well, you're not exactly splitting firewood here,] the system chimed in, its tone dripping with arrogance. [But don't worry, I'm here to ensure you don't mess it up.]
