CH907

Staring in the sky above at the meat construct he’d made while it contracted and pulsed, Ben wondered briefly if it was time for a change once more as a notification rang out in his head.

“Yep, that seals it. Time to remodel my realm.”

While flesh was the current theme, with towering structures of muscle and bone twitching everywhere he looked, with the new level expanding his area of control he’d decided it was a good enough time to change it as any, destroying all that existed within his plane to begin anew in the now empty space.

With remodelling happening thousands of times each day as Ben built up and modified all he wanted to before getting bored and starting fresh, every part of himself that existed within his realm moving at their highest speeds for what practice it would bring as new structures went up, actualizing the next atom by atom a spires began to form, his new motif being to build it all in such a way that while it would fill the space around him, it would in essence be composed of one giant molecule, creating a challenge that would fill a few perspective decades, even as different parts of himself were left wondering at what progress it would give him.

There was a chance what he was doing might qualify as crafting experience but while awakening that particular skill to its third tier could have affected how he wanted to raise connect, it was a different bit of experience he was truly curious about. For all of the perceived millennia he’d been actualizing in his realm, it hadn’t been enough to bring that skill to the level of godhood.

And while not exactly a goal, there was a fair share of disappointment in that fact. He’d put what he would best describe as an unnatural amount of time into it, at least by mortal standards, given that no one else could spend tens of thousands of years on such a project. It had to be chipping away at that skills wall yet not enough to cross it, leaving him to sigh.

“Maybe there’s some skills that can’t grow to the third tier?” He wondered. “What would a third-tier actualization even look like? I’m comfortable saying I can already do it at least as well as any god, so what would it mean to surpass the gods in their innate abilities? The only thing I can imagine it might lead to is my constructs becoming permanent in the mortal realm but if that’s going to be the case, there might be a different skill I should be working on becoming a contender for to see if I can get the two to merge together.”

It was the best idea he had at least and led to a different area of practice, away from his realm as the part of himself focused on the mortal plane would need to take over while he and Abel walked Delair home after finishing early for the day.

While they talked though, passing the time as they went through the streets, Ben began working on a different skill, keeping it confined to within his palm to avoid drawing any more eyes than usual as more actualization began to take place, shapes shifting at a speed that would have left it an indecipherable blur to any onlooker as notifications began going off in his thoughts.

A skill he already knew he’d be quick to level, the only reason he hadn’t gotten it to at least the ninth was because he’d chosen to focus on his commissions so soon after having gained it but with both done there was no reason not to devote himself in full, his thought speed ensuring that a host of notifications were his reward.

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