Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2613

In the memory, Lith was surrounded by his little brother, nieces, and nephews that were born because of him. There was Solus, free to keep her human body and enjoy the food and the company of their family.

There was Kamila, holding his hand and nurturing the life they had created.

It was a picture of the present that stood as firm as a mountain range against the tidal wave of suffering caused by hunger, the loss of his friends, and all the hardships he had gone through.

The memory of Nalear breaking their bond, the sense of loss from when the Odi had apparently killed Solus didn't stand a chance against her smiling figure.

The trouble of the past was crushed by the certainty of the present.

Lith gritted his teeth, searching for the familiar light of his bond with Solus to guide him through the darkness. When he was able to see again, Lith was standing on his own legs while everyone else was still either curled up or unsteady.

"Let's see what we have here." It was his first time witnessing Soul Projections so he started by taking a good look at those of the others before focusing on his own.

Solus' Soul Projection was as unexpected as it was fascinating, making him stare at it until she reassured him that she had already memorized every detail she could notice.

'I tried using the Eyes, but they sense nothing.' Solus said. 'The Soul Projection isn't a hologram but something that exists solely on a psychic level.'

"Damn, I knew I should have come here the first time." Lith clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Friya's Projection was fully clothed this time and the chains were gone as well. Her skin was covered in scales and her teeth turned into long, poisoned fangs from time to time. She was fighting hard to reject the transformation, but she was failing.

"That's not funny! I'm going to tell Kamila." Friya punched his arm, blushing violently at the memory.

"Do it." Lith shrugged. "She knows I'm not dead."

"It seems someone isn't much happy to become a Harbinger, huh?" Faluel clicked her tongue as well.

Quylla's Soul Projection was now in control of her powers and seemed prideful of her violet Magus robe. Yet she was also covered in blood that she did her best to ignore.

Nalrond's hadn't changed as the Rezar of his Soul Projection still trashed around, trying to get free.

Faluel's showed her in a Seven Headed Dragon form, each of her mouths holding a different element while the seventh cast Origin Flames in the shape of Mogar.

"Ego much?" Ajatar said, making her blush and everyone else laugh.

"Said the pot to the kettle." Faluel pointed above his head, where a majestic Sapphire Dragon rested above a pile of gold and books, surrounded by countless supplicants begging for a chance to learn from him.

"A Drake can dream."

Aalejah's Projection showed her lonely in a dark corner. She wept as sprouts and saplings burst out of her skin and invaded her body until she was turned into a human-shaped tree.

Its meaning was clear.

Despite her apparent sunny disposition, being the only one of her kind on Garlen was hard to bear, making her feel out of place wherever she went. On top of that, she had lived most of her life with the World Tree in her head and she desperately longed to be once again part of something great.

"Yeah, I'm that messed up." She sighed. "I'm sorry."