Grey did as he was instructed by the old man, and soon, he felt a tug in his soul just as he was told.
"How surprising," Grey said in slight surprise.
To think he would actually possess a martial soul!
He then tried to yank the tug out.
As he did, a green light erupted in front of him.
"Oh great Perfect One," an ancient voice echoed into Grey's mind.
"Yo," Grey replied. "Are you my martial soul?"
"I didn't know they could talk."
"Ahem. I am the consciousness of the World Tree," the voice replied awkwardly.
"You do have a martial soul, or a willpower manifestation as it is known in the Ascendancy Domain."
"I have made it more perfect as a gift to you, Perfect One."
"Why a gift? Is this not the first time we are meeting?" Grey raised an eyebrow.
"Yes," the World Tree replied. "But you are the Perfect One. The power to rule the world is in your grasp."
"How can I mistreat you?"
"The core, once it belongs to you, I hope you will bring it back to the domain."
