The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5792

The pill gleamed like a promise of new worlds, and in its sheen, Garth saw every sneer his people had suffered, every allotment where spirit stones were weighed and found "too precious" for hybrids.

Rage fused with longing, crystallizing into a single, irrevocable decision.

With a snarl, he thrust out a taloned hand, snatched the Enlightenment Pill, and swallowed it dry, no ceremony, no hesitation.

Cold fire knifed through his skull, clearing cobwebs even as it awakened a deeper, more feral surge that beat against his temples like war drums.

"Good..." he growled, each syllable a flint strike. "I am in..."