Axel clenched and unclenched his fists, feeling the overwhelming, mountain-shattering physical strength within him, feeling his now-evolved bloodline, and his complete demonic self.
There was an unmistakable clarity and completeness to his being that was always lacking before.
But now, he felt whole, to a certain extent.
And yet, there was no excitement on his face, no vicious grin that a devil should have.
Rather, the only words that came out of his mouth were filled with disappointment, as he whispered, "It's not enough…."
"No, not nearly enough… ", he added.
Then he closed his eyes once more, feeling the last traces of the endless expanse of despair, now almost gone, and all it was used for was to evolve his bloodline into something superior; his advancement to the third phase was merely a byproduct of his ascension to becoming a complete demon.
He could still feel more energy dormant in his bloodline; the last traces of the true essence of despair were there as well.
