CH627

Once all of those notifications finished, Ben sat in silence for a moment, taking them all in and muttering the first thought that passed through his head once it was all done.

“Isn’t lesser inspiration supposed to just awaken to inspiration?”

Compared to everything else it was completely inconsequential, even if it felt like a taunt at that point as his mind skills kept up their naming scheme with each awakening but he pushed that to the side. It was nothing compared to everything else he’d just gone through and he took a moment to think it over while waiting for his mana to return.

The levels to his crafting and material manipulation were both excellent and made enough sense to him. What he’d just done was an act of creation like no other, he absolutely deserved the levels for them. What had been less expected had been the acquisition of a whole new skill, one he’d never dreamed could have existed but had felt well deserved after getting it. In a way, what he’d done had used his material manipulation but at the same time, it had gone far beyond it. Despite having his small hopes during the attempt, even he had to admit that he’d stretched the definition of a material by a fair bit when trying to make it work, to have birthed a new ability within himself was more than he could have dreamed of.

With one hell of an added benefit.

Ben already knew that some skills would change how a person saw and experienced the world, with Thera’s earth sense being an example that let her understand the earth around her in a way that would be unusual to anyone else and his own king of sacrilege let him see and feel the faith or divinity in others, but soul production had come with a comparable change. Looking at the crystal in his hand, Ben could faintly see the soul it held.

And it will only get better as it levels.

It was something he was going to look forward to and could already picture the uses he’d get out of it but he moved on from there to look at the rest. In a similar vein to those surprises, completing his job was also a bigger benefit than he’d expected. At the time he’d taken it, he’d really focused on how the destructive aspect named in the title could be a good way to gain experience in the war, but it was still a crafting job. It gained experience for the things he made, what could give more experience than making a soul? Ben could only imagine how much he’d gained and he once more wished that he could store overflowing experience for future jobs, or at the very least he wished he could do something with it instead of letting it fade into the void.

That left the last notification, the one that was somehow managing to leave him on the verge of a headache in his far too powerful minds as he thought about it.

Transgressor. If it was a system-generated title then that was fine, he’d be happy to take whatever effect it would give, especially since if the system gave it that meant it would likely give him benefits to his newest skill, but there was another option as well.

Ben may not have been able to grasp the full extent of the demon god’s power but he knew it was overwhelming. He didn’t doubt that Oaun could have been watching him if he’d wanted to either and combined with what he knew of the gods and their races it made sense that he’d call him that.

While not a certainty, he was fairly sure that most races with an innate magic all had a god that was related to it. Nature gods like Jagal were more likely to have races with plant magic and Anailia, a goddess of love and seduction, had a people that possessed a specialized form of dark magic, a natural charm. That pointed to one inevitable conclusion about the god of the demons given what they each possessed. He was a natural soul god.

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