Chapter 131: The Architect of Talent
Huff... Huff... Huff...
Noah breathed heavily. He had just completed his transformation—but one thing remained unchanged.
"I hate this shit," he muttered aloud.
He cursed under his breath before returning to his cross-legged position and shutting his eyes.
He steadied his breathing. "Show me the new talent description."
[Talent: King of Blood (EX – Unique Rank)]
[Description: Blood obeys you. Blood is your power. Shape it however you want.]
Noah stared at the description, then squinted.
"System... are you lacking some inspiration?"
[...]
The system didn’t respond.
"Yeah, thought so," Noah scoffed internally.
Focusing again, he decided to test out his new blood affinity first—before messing with his origin blood.
Eyes closed, breath even, he began.
Soon, blood began seeping into the room from nowhere, pooling across every surface—even where he sat. But it didn’t stop there.
Noah started to manipulate it.
Jagged Spikes formed. Then spears. Then a hovering eye made entirely of blood—beautiful and eerie at once.
Finally, he created a massive, detailed arm flipping the middle finger.
He smirked at the last one.
"I’m so childish. I should stop."
The constructs splashed into droplets, then vanished—absorbed back into Noah. The room returned to normal, as though it hadn’t just been drenched in blood.
"Now I’m ready to try it."
"If something goes wrong, will you help me, System?"
[No. For this one, you are on your own.]
Tsk.
He clicked his tongue. "As you wish."
Noah recalled calmly the step he had to make.
Control the origin of blood.
Mix it with soul essence into a thin line.
Form the talent vein.
Inscribe the record-based talent description.
No rushing.
Step by step.
Noah closed his eyes again, turning his awareness inward. With his transcended self, finding his origin blood was easy.
Drawing from it, he extracted a sphere of shimmering blood.
And it was... miraculous.
It was as if every color in existence had blended into it perfectly—radiant, yet calm. A quiet, impossible beauty.
He transformed the sphere into a thin line. With his Transformation-ranked blood affinity, the task was smooth.
Then, with care, he guided the line of blood into his soul space.
And oh, how it had changed since the last time Elizabeth saw it.
Once a static environment, Noah’s soul space now shifted unpredictably:
One moment, a frozen wasteland.
The next, a void of pure nothingness.
Then a field of swords in land of ice, followed by a pink world filled with naked women...
Chaotic—but not random.
Its changes followed some grand logic that would drive genius researchers into euphoric obsession.
And as the origin blood entered the soul space, it responded with joy, transforming into a sea of blood.
Very Fitting.
Noah didn’t stop.
He began the next phase—combining soul essence with the origin blood.
It was meticulous. Every droplet had to be perfectly measured. The sea of blood bubbled with tension.
Outside, Noah was drenched in sweat.
He was giving it everything—because if he screwed this up, he would be completely, utterly—
"—fucked," he muttered aloud.
And Noah was straight.
So yeah. He gave it everything.
Minutes passed. His focus never wavered.
Finally...
A shimmering vein of light hovered before him.
Success.
Huff...
Noah sighed with relief.
"Now comes the hard part."
It was time to inscribe the talent description—a task requiring his Record Affinity.
He recalled Belzebuth’s talent inscription:
"Gain what you devour and ... yours."
Obviously, the missing part was something like "make it yours."
That’s why Belzebuth only gained power—but it was never truly his.
But Noah wasn’t just going to gain. He would rewrite the rule.
Devouring was efficient, sure—but limited.
What if he encountered something he didn’t want to devour? Or couldn’t?
What will he do then?
Too many drawbacks.
And Noah hated drawbacks.
So, he’d follow the format—but tweak the function and title.
[Be complete in your description. At your level, you’re too weak for unrestricted abilities. So Add a drawback. You hate it, sure, but at least it’s one you get to choose.]
Noah understood. If he made it too overpowered he might not even succeed.
But come on...
Wasn’t he a transcended being?
He smirked.
Then he began.
"Talent Name: Copycat."
"Description: The ability to copy the talent of any being up to three ranks above me."
Reasonable.
Not overpowered.
He specified talent—not title, not bloodline, not physique and even affinity. Just talent.
But Noah always wanted more.
So he added:
"The version I copy will be a thousand times better than the original and fitting for me."
That was the Noah touch.
Then, he began inscribing it onto the talent vein. He created a pen with his soul essence and origin blood combined. Then with his record affinity, he started to inscribe.
It took over ten minutes—slow and grueling.
He was new to using his Record Affinity. But honestly, the fact that he could even do it on his first try was already absurd.
When he finished, the talent vein flared with blinding light, illuminating the entire soul space.
It moved—on its own—sinking deep into Noah’s soul.
Toward the place where all his talents rested.
There, it calmly joined the others.
And inserted itself directly beneath his Primordial Talent: Omnipotence—becoming one of its sub-skills.
The moment it did...
Noah felt it.
He sensed the power shift, the new layer to his being.
And so did the Akashic Record.
{DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!}
{MAGNIFICENT.}
{You have created your own talent.}
{You have done something few beings in all of existence have ever achieved.}
{You are worthy.}
{Title Received: The Architect of Talent.}
{Truly... you didn’t disappoint, Noah Weaverheart.}
But that wasn’t the end.
Because—
DING!
[You have met the hidden condition for the System to evolve.]
A pause.
DING!!
[Evolution complete. The System can now share and merge titles. Titles shared will adapt uniquely to you. However, due to the nature of the talent you just created, the ability to share talents has been removed.]
[Congratulations, Host.]
[You are... wonderful!]
—End of Chapter 131—
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