The Mutated Electric eels surrounded the body of Andar Erikson, about to begin their feast when the space above his body parted like a cloth, and Suriel stepped through.

His armor appeared battered, with many parts of it melted off, but with every passing moment they were slowly healing, but it would take weeks at least to repair all the damages. Suriel had pushed himself to the limit and beyond to find a suitable vessel for the Creator.

He had been monitoring Andar Erikson for a week, and he was among the top candidates. He had two potential candidates and Andar edged out his competition by a mile. His death only made that choice easier for him.

Suriel was not responsible for his death, although he did not save him either. He had watched the boy make the mistake that ended up killing him, and he could have helped at any time, even at the edge of Andar’s life. But he did nothing and he watched.

Angels only see the world in shades of black and white.

Rowan the Creator was White. Everyone else was Black.

With Suriel’s presence chasing away the Mutated Eels, he bent over the body of Andar and critically assessed it, and when he was satisfied with the body he rose into the air and began sealing the entire Alchemy Facility with spells.

When he was done, he manifested the Tome over the body of Andar and let it fall.

Like a stone sinking into a clear lake, the Tome sank into the forehead of Andar and vanished from sight.

His body suddenly convulsed, and as a sigh escaped from his open mouth, his body began making cracking sounds like firecrackers as multiple bones inside his body were crushed to pieces.

Andar’s eyes suddenly went wide open, and they began to protrude from his eye sockets until they exploded out of his head with wet slapping sounds, he soon began to bleed from every pore in his body. Staining the floor with his blood.

The Mutated eels retreated faster and congregated at the edge of their tank where they bit each other in a frenzy as they curled into a ball. These eels did not need to be placed into water to survive, and their tank was without any liquid, this was done to reduce their lethality as the electricity they produced could easily travel through water.

When the Tome entered Andar’s body, the reflection of Rowan came awake, and the first thing he did was scan the entirety of the mortal body he had just inhabited.

He was used to the powerful Empyrean body of the Ouroboros Serpent, and being inside a mortal’s body, no matter how talented, was always disappointing. The frailty of their flesh and the disease and death that lay within their every cell disgusted him.

Rowan knew that this was a flawed way of thinking but he could not help his instinct. It was similar to the revulsion you would feel if you stepped into a pile of shit.

However, the foundation of this body was fantastic and he could build something great out of it.

Rowan had two tools he would be using for the task. The first was the Tome. He melted it into long extremely thin strands of metal that he would be using to rebuild the body.

No matter how strong or durable flesh could become, there was always a limit. In time they would age and decay but the Divine Metal of his Empyrean body would not.

He would be replacing certain neural pathways and covering them back with his normal flesh and blood to disguise them. Over time he would be merging both flesh and metal into something new, not like his Empyrean body but something different.

Certain nerves, and essential organs like the heart, brain, and his entire nervous system would be replaced first by the Divine Metal of his Ouroboros Serpents while coating them with living flesh.

The second tool he would be using was the blueprint of the Empyrean shell that once contained his Mortal Ouroboros body. That shell had a unique feature that Rowan always found interesting but did not have much use to him due to the impossible amounts of Aether he was able to wield.

The shell was the best energy conductor he had ever come across.

Every single bit of energy that passes through the shell can be directed without any wastage. He had copied the pattern of the shell with his Empyrean sense and now he could begin stamping that pattern on the DNA of this body.

Such delicate work was no longer above him, and the experience he gained using Empyrean Sight and Knowledge Well however briefly was of great assistance to him, of course, there was always room for improvement.

The changes he would be making to the body were very drastic, but he could do this without any fear of repercussions because he was going to be awakening this body’s Spirit Matrix.

Every Awakening brings about a change in the body of the individual, and this change can be as minor as a slight deviation from the pitch of the voice to a thorough rebuilding of a body, and this all depends on the talent of the individual. It was the reason why Andar was looked on so favorably because his talent was monstrous.

If he ever awakened he would thoroughly remake his body, yet this Awakening process had not yet happened and the changes already made to the body were so extensive. Andar had already been remade into something else.

For Rowan, the talent of Andar was not enough, and his body was not adequate. The awakening process took into account the foundation of the individual and built upon it. Rowan intended to push the foundation and talent of Andar to the limits before awakening his Spirit Matrix.

Although describing his actions and thoughts took a while, it all occurred in a fraction of a second, and Andar’s body began to break apart, his eyes exploding due to the changes in his brain and all the blood being forced away from his body due to the changes to his organs and central nervous system.