Max felt a deep satisfaction as he examined his Dragon Scales Transformation.
It wasn't the inheritance he had expected, but in some ways, this ability was even better.
He had been a little disappointed at first, but the raw power and potential of this transformation more than compensated for it.
And besides—
The spirit had told him something important.
He couldn't inherit his bloodline's power like others. Instead, he had to build his own path—to create his own inheritance from scratch.
That thought lingered in his mind.
"It will take time… even to start on this path."
Max exhaled, shaking his head.
Right now, he had no clue where to begin. How was he supposed to create his own bloodline path? What did that even mean?
For now, it wasn't worth chasing something elusive.
Instead, he would focus on what he could control.
He had four months before the King of the West's birthday.
That meant four months of pure training.
His eyes sharpened as he set his goals.
