Unperturbed, Jared watched the orb alone.
With that final, exquisitely pure strand of origin soul absorbed, the sphere erupted in cascading sheets of crimson light. It hummed, again and again, until the sound became a heartbeat.
Inside, the Vermilion Demon Lord's soul-flame swelled, condensing with manic speed.
Life itself pulsed outward, each surge stronger than the last, as though a slumbering heart were remembering how to beat. Then came a brittle crack, hairline, almost shy, spreading across the orb's smooth surface like dawn's first fissure in the night.
Cracks spider-webbed across the orb's surface, racing outward like lightning searching for ground. Jared's pulse spiked. The last decisive heartbeat had arrived.
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