Kaden leaned back against the tree, letting out a contented sigh. A faint grin played on his lips as he gazed up at the patches of sky visible through the thick canopy. He'd finished the beginner course of the system, and honestly, it felt too good to be true—almost impossible.
His mind drifted back to the AI's explanation about the origin of his newfound abilities. The flower that granted him this power had grown from the blood of a demon—a revelation that should be impossible, flowers are only known to grow from the blood of the Lords, not the demons, but he got one grown from the blood of the demon, which still sat uncomfortably with him. Demons didn't exactly have the best reputation, to say the least.
