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Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Central Region, Central Academic City, Morningstar University District, Morningstar University Campus, Garden of Beginning, Time Vestige, Morningstar University 2nd Campus 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"What’s that supposed to mean? Brat, you do realize I’m older than your great-grandparents, right?" Lucine snapped, clearly taking my words the wrong way. Well, I had phrased it with a hint of double meaning on purpose, and she usually handled jokes just fine—but I suppose even she had her limits. Fair enough.

"I meant that my treatment will require you to give up your old body. Are you okay with that?" I clarified. "No pressure. If you can’t part with it, I’ll think of something else."

"Wyatt, are you even listening to yourself?" Lucine shot back, still avoiding the actual answer. "Time-rule dementia is something even celestials are helpless against. And here you are talking about having multiple ways to cure it. Do you really think that sounds like something a sane person would say?"

"It’s a yes or no question. If you don’t answer, I’ll take it as a yes," I said, not interested in arguing. I missed my little lucky charm. It was her first time outside the Infinity Library and away from my care. I needed to check on her—especially with the Card Celestial and little Beam around.

"Before I answer, what’s going to happen to my body?" Lucine asked, hoping this time she would get an answer for a change. Her wish was granted.

"I’ll give it to your incarnation," I said. "That way, it will carry the time-rule dementia in your place, while you receive a new, upgraded body crafted and optimized for your divinity."

"That’s a good idea, if you can actually make it work. But wouldn’t that render my incarnation useless?" Lucine asked with a nod, listening to my plan to treat her time-rule dementia. She didn’t believe I could pull it off. She had once tried to use her incarnation as a scapegoat herself, but it had gone terribly wrong, leaving her in a coma for nearly six months.

"What are you using it for right now? Suppressing the effects of your time-rule dementia, right? It’s already useless, and you still have to stay on guard against the disease. With my method, you’ll be completely free of it and able to live normally," I pointed out the obvious, fully aware she was being critical just for the sake of arguing. She had been against this plan from the very beginning, and nothing I said was going to make her admit otherwise.

"Will my new body still be humanoid and not hideous?" Lucine asked, afraid I might turn her into a frog or a cow out of spite or as a joke.

"Yes. You could call it a demonic human body. You’ll keep your current appearance, but your new body will be modeled after one of the most powerful dark races to ever exist. It will more than make up for your lack of martial prowess," I explained patiently. This wasn’t just about treating her time-rule dementia anymore—this involved transferring her divinity into a body I designed myself. I needed to be absolutely sure she was comfortable with the procedure.

"What dark race is that?" Lucine asked. She knew I had extensive knowledge of dark races—I had identified Slay’s race with a single glance. Even though she had no idea what an Ovumite was or how rare and powerful they were for a Dark Race, she trusted that I knew everything worth knowing about them. So when I said her new body would come from one of the strongest dark races, she didn’t question the claim. But the fact that they looked human made her both curious and understandably cautious.

"Again, it’s a yes or no question. If you don’t answer, I’ll take it as a yes and move forward with my treatment plans," I repeated, noticing how she kept trying to push for more each time I gave her even a little leeway. She was persistent, I will give her that.

"Hey, it’s my body. How can I decide without enough details—" Lucine began, ignoring my warning. So, I acted immediately. "Yes, it is. Now give me a strand of your hair and go back to your corner."

"Humph." Lucine huffed and, passing me a strand of her hair, she returned to her spot. She had already mentally prepared and looked forward to the new body I keep talking about, but she also wanted to test whether I would follow through on my threat. She didn’t expect me to be so decisive—yet I proved her wrong.

I didn’t have to wait long. Lucine’s staff soon brought the second batch of the ingredients I ordered for the improvised treatment plan. I neatly arranged them, checking their quality, making sure they were of our timeline and not the fake from the alternate timelines.

[ — Ingredients no.2 —

> Virgin Clay Of Giya (Red Color) x 6000kg

> Dews Of Dark Spring (First Sunray Dews) x 15kl.

> Tempered Stone Of Millennium Titan x 4 units

> Four Petal Vine (30 meters) x 3 units

> Clampedo cores x 3 units

> Demon Face Mushroom beard Strands x 6 units]

I ordered additional four petal vines, deciding it would be easier to start from scratch than to deconstruct the soul pathways of the existing Triunion Four Petal Demonic Vines and then modify it again.

Those vines had been mutated using my Blood Fate Plunder rule meaning and demon cores refined from Clampedo cores. They were useless for my improvised treatment plan. For the new approach, I needed Viltronian cores instead of regular demon cores to mutate the four-petal vines. In short, I needed Four Petal Viltronian Vines, not the Four Petal Demonic Vines.

The only reason I hadn’t used Viltronian cores in the first place was because I assumed Morningstar University could spare the time-rule power needed to raise the Triunion Four Petal demonic vine into a Devil. Now that I knew they couldn’t, I had no choice but to rely on the cockroaches of the dark races instead.