Prestige Grinding : I Can Reset My Level

Alius spent the next few weeks traveling between cities, farming [Soul Pearls], and forging an arsenal of [Prestige Weapons]. Using his spare time, he also prepared a reserve of [Soul Pearls], ensuring he had the resources needed for his next steps.

Learning about the mysteries of [Mental Power], he started strengthening his mind. Alongside his training, he searched for any sign of Sora, convinced his twin would have left Japan by now.

When his search proved fruitless, Alius shifted focus back to his own growth. Determined to develop a Supreme Skill, he set a new goal: mastering the skills of the [Deathweaver] class without relying on the class itself.

As Alius stepped into his [Soul Palace], he paused, taking in the incredible transformation. What had once been a barren desert was now a thriving domain that felt worthy of kings and legends.

The endless sand was gone, replaced by grass, life, plants, and rivers flowing gracefully through the land. At the heart of everything stood a gigantic castle, its walls pulsing with the Soul Power he had amassed. This fortress replaced the broken hut that once symbolized the start of his journey. Around the castle there was a city of smaller buildings, their purpose unknown to him and lacking activity.

To the east, the plains stretched endlessly, giving room to undead encampments. Rows of neatly aligned tents and barracks formed a grid, each marked by banners bearing the insignias of his undead battalions. Each battalion had a specie of undead, all beasts Alius had subdued after death.

Beyond the plains, distinct environments catered to his beasts. There was a dense jungle full with life, cliffs housing his flying beasts and several environments where they could live comfortably.

Alius couldn't help but smile as he took it all in. 'This is my new family,' he thought, affection swelling within him. For the first time since his 'birth', he felt a little less lonely.

He headed toward the undead encampments, his footsteps steady as he approached his undead army. Over the next few hours, he immersed himself in training them, honing their skills with the power of the [Deathweaver] class.