Sephiria's Thoughts

At dawn, the morning sun rose and stained the clouds on the horizon red.

Warm sunlight shone in through the window, casting scattered, mottled patches of light and shadow.

Roland held the woman's soft body in his arms. Her fair skin pressed against him, carrying a faintly cool sensation. Roland opened his eyes and happened to see Sephiria propping up her chin, twirling his hair around her fingers as she watched him with great interest.

This was the second day after Roland and Sephiria had reunited. After a long separation, the two of them had spent the whole night thoroughly savoring what it meant for heavenly thunder to hook earthly fire.

As for Meluria and Emma, they had both very tactfully left the time to them.

"Why not sleep a little longer?"

Roland lifted himself slightly. The thin sheet slipped from Sephiria's shoulder with the motion, revealing skin as fair as snow. Her alluring body was perfect to the extreme, with almost not a trace of excess flesh from top to bottom. Especially those moist eyes of hers, which shimmered with a captivating luster.

"I was thinking about when I'll be able to become a Super Saiyan God like you." Sephiria gazed at Roland faintly.

"Raise your strength to the level of a Power God first. After that, it'll be easier to comprehend the realm."

Roland spoke from his own experience.

The Super Saiyan God form looked very similar to Sephiria's Red-Eyed Saiyan, but the two were completely different concepts. Only Sephiria's eyes were red; the aura on her body could not completely vanish the way a Realm God's did—and to become a Realm God, one first needed to comprehend the realm and transform the power within the body into "Divine Power."

"That'll still take a long time."

Sephiria knitted