Meanwhile, elsewhere.
He had originally thought Sir Awen was the most accepting of all this. After vaguely realizing that there might be deeper reasons why he could not embark on the Path of Laws, he had indeed begun devoting more energy to managing Dark Night City, just as Lynn had previously heard him intend. He remained refined and easygoing, never showing any fixation on or yearning for power.
But Lynn soon discovered that this was not the case at all.
Because he had stayed in the Sea of the Mind all along, even making Captain Constantine's wooden ship his main office for a time.
Because there, he had more time to comprehend the laws and cultivate.
At the bottom of the Sea of the Mind.
He had quietly been putting in twice the effort, repeating over and over the methods the other Origins had used when they first embarked on the Path of Laws, trying to break through that barrier.
He was just like Colossus...
They both wanted to grow stronger, stronger still.
And in truth, it was far from just the two of them. Every Origin throughout Dark Night City and the Pact had come to regard cultivation as something they now had to race against every second to pursue.
Lynn had deliberately cleared his schedule one day, wanting to visit his family as he used to.
But to his surprise, he discovered.
Not one of them had any time to spare.
The Matriarch was cultivating, Titan Big Brother was cultivating, and even the Mother Tree, who had only just returned, was frantically studying her two utterly opposing powers.
Only when he unknowingly wandered into Miss Machine Intelligence's Mechanical Fortress did he finally find someone he could talk to and chat with for a while.
And that was only