Many lose their paths, blinded by evolution. Addiction to power is like any other addiction; you’ll just want it more.

Mastering time isn’t about stopping time, rather, slowing down its effects.

Evolution has its charms. People think harsh training has been its door, but in reality, it was easier to find. The door stood right before their eyes. Always.

The cold water beats the toned muscles beneath his tanned skin. He senses his energy, the prana, vibrating, looking for a release, either as a subconscious beast or as a conscious creator. Prana heals. Prana kills.Prana helps you evolve. The twinge of guilt comes. It’s hard not to be glad that the Apocalypse happened. Or they never could’ve found the highest possibilities for humans.

Humans have evolved after the Apocalypse and the war, just like her machine-bugs evolve fighting toads in Meera’s wild garden. Some people progress more than the others; they’re the High-Grades. Seven years in excessively comfortable Gaumont Manor cannot help you grow. If you’re a bug, you need toads—dozens of toads so you may evolve.