The Ascendance Deceiver

Common Touch

Slowly opening his eyes, Alayn mustered the strength to sit up on the ground, feeling a lingering heaviness in his head. He instinctively touched his temple with his right hand, gently massaging it. While the physical wounds had been miraculously healed due to the midnight reset that the angel Viviana had mentioned, the mental toll of using his ability at 20% potential was not as easily washed away.

The experience left his mind in disarray, making it difficult for him to focus clearly. Alayn knew that using a fragment of the authority of gods, even at a mere 20%, would come with consequences. After all, it was merely a fraction of the power he was meant to wield once he reached 100% potential. The mental burden he endured surpassed his imagination, and he understood that such power came at a cost.

However, Alayn also knew that he couldn't afford to rest for too long. Time was not on their side, and the Pantheon's trials were far from over. As he tried to gather his thoughts and rega