It's been 10 months and some days since he came back from the trials and to say the least he have grown, emotionally, physically and mentally, they had been lot of changes. He had learnt a lot of things due to hours upon hours of him soaking in the knowledge of the library and Mr. Orion teachings.
He knew that being fit was also essential in surviving the trials, so he never slacked off on physical training and sometimes he exchanged pointers here and there. The few months have been a fulfilling for him.
One of the changes was in his Nexus, in his Nexus the position of his Aether has been consumed by a sea of raging scarlet flame, tormenting not only his spiritual body in heat but the also the Giant Tree, even the Mist has receded staying clear from his soul sea of flame.
The biggest growth he had was when he learned the old language. Not like learn, there were more than a hundred figures in the old language but he was required to learn just the basic twelve. The way to understand the old language wasn't to memorize the figures, but to understand the intent behind it, which he did. With great pleasure and excitement he translated his Soul Diary.
Race: [High Human]
Rank: [Marked]
Exousia: [Annihilation flame of impermanence]
Exousia Description: [Birthed from Nothing, it's sole Desire is to return Everything to Nothing]
Exousia Ability: Ignite:[ Mark any creature deamed impure and consume them with the flame residing your soul, But all creatures are Inherently flawed just like you.]
[Soul cost] : [False God]: Distachment of the primitive world: [Burn away the Teaters holding you to the Mortal realm and Redeem your Consciousness to a higher plane]
Innate Ability: Rewind: [Reverse any Damage at the cost of your Aether]
Soul Aspect:[ Truth seeking orbs: Allows you to peer into the truth of this world.]
Fear: [Feel fear]
Whisper: [Cloak of deception]: [In a distant future a creature will be Birthed from the inspiration of The Man and sent through the canvas of time for a single purpose.]
Ability: [You can't see me]: [with a tug of Aether you can hide yourself IN your environment.]
Liege: [Nephilm]: [A creature of both Sacred and unholy origins, of Good and Evil, of Right and Wrong, of Beauty and Ugly yet different, and at the same time, A Being Of Nothing]
True Name: [Nihilion]: [You are a being of Nothing, Created from Thoughts of Nothing but yet you aspire to be Something, to go against you very Being, to go against Fate.]
The first time he read it he was smiling brightly but as he read lower and lower his expression crumbled, then he did something he typically of someone in denial, he began his journey to learn all the language thinking he might have misinterpreted. But fate was against him, he learned from the original twelve to seventeen but it was the same until he read to thirty five, it was the same thing and now he just newly learnt to fifty five, result — the same thing.
With anger at his wasted time he looked over the Diary again and to an extent it really was a Diary, it recorded his journey into becoming a Exorcist.
"You have been judged to have a soul integrity of 0.003".
"Welcome to your Trial Of Existence". Back when he first got to school, when they landed on the beach.
"Congratulations you have awaken your dormant heart".
"You have killed a Tinted Monster, Subject 099"
"Congratulations on your first kill". When he killed the Stain, but there was something strange with the name, why would it be name subject, it's not a lab rat.
"Congratulations for forging your soul shard".
"Congratulations on completing you Rite Of Passage, you place your finger on the pattern to leave your mark". Back when he placed his finger on the star pattern only for him to be sent back home.
"Your Shroud have been released, your existence had be dampen by #*######*##." This one seems to be sent when he fainted from the emotional breakdown, and no matter how he tried he couldn't translate the name of the person who shrouded his existence. He have come to realize that not everything is as it seems, that was how he connected the behavior of the Stain who attacked his shelter and the Stain back in his trial, the had one thing in common they seem to ignore him or better still they could not see him and this message confirmed his suspicion.
With a sigh he mentally commanded the soul Diary to access his Attributes, the diary page moved unto the next page, his eyes passed his race, a high human was someone who could now wield Aether, down and stopped at his Exousia, he kept looking at it gashing his teeth together.
His Exousia was great and all but it was the cost of activation that made it bitter, he realized the reason why he was in pain when he first used his Exousia, it was because his flame also deemed him impure and flawed and not only that, the reason he went blind was because his flame burned away his teaters to the world, he wouldn't have known if he didn't spend the last ten months in the library, the teaters were his sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste, and his emotions, that was the things that teatered humans to the material world and now he was deprived of it all through pain, although he didn't exactly know what redeeming his Consciousness to a higher plane meant but thinking of his grim future he cursed his wretched Exousia even more. It was his soul cost
Then over to his innate ability, it was nice to be able to heal and have limited control over time.
Soul aspect was more like a soul Attributes, like for an example give a attribute of a human: alive, greedy, sad. These are one of the attributes of a human, that how soul Attributes came to be.
It turned out that any power gained in the trial was essentially your own such as the case with his eyes of truth, then his other aspect: feel fear, apart from the strange name it was pretty good, he didn't exactly know how it operated, so far he has been having this tingling sensation about things, like when he was sparing he actually had the tingling sensation in his arm and then he felt the impact of his enemy wooden sword on that spot, so that was how he rationalize it was related to intuition.
Whispers were the marks left from the existence of a being from interacting in one's life, it was the evidence that such a thing happened and then the Diary kept it as a mark, transforming it into a power. When he first summoned the whisper, he was happy to finally have a power that won't kill him and when saw it was a oversized cloak, the same as his uniform he was overwhelmed with joy, that was until he tried the enchanted. The cloak could indeed hide him in his environment, but it could hide the sound of his footsteps, it was just, hiding him.
Then he read the description, it was strange, from the string that was coming from behind to the description he could see that a foul hand was behind this, but he didn't know who the player was.
With a sigh he read further. Liege: Nephilm, he didn't know any thing about this, All he knew was the information from the Diary which was not much.
Looking at his True name he was confused, what did it mean by going against Fate, he didn't how he was going to survive until a month ago.
He looked away from the Diary, then looked at the book of old language, with a sigh he returned the book and retired to bed to sleep, he was done for the day.