Chapter 14: Chapter 14: Pool of Evolution
High above Mount Celestia, Jano surveyed the bustling construction site below. Two massive pits, each around a hundred meters in diameter, were nearing completion. In just three days, the dedicated workers—nearly all the young warriors of the tribe—had made quick work of the task.
Seeing the enthusiasm and progress of his people, Jano descended, landing among them. His presence, although familiar to the tribe, caused momentary hesitation. He had changed so drastically that many found it hard to recognize him. From an Hawkmen-like warrior, he had transformed into a being far removed from his kin, looking more like a miniature titan with wings than an Hawkmen.
An elderly Hawkmen, his wings greying with age, spoke up. "Jano... is that really you?"
"It is," Jano replied, smiling at his old comrade.
"By the heavens, you've grown stronger. We're closer to revenge now, aren't we?" The old warrior, Liang, laughed joyfully, his eyes brightening with hope.
The tribe's warriors echoed his joy, their faces filled with pride and relief.
Jano stepped forward, addressing his people. "But, we can't conquer Heavenly Mountain with just me. I've found a way for all of us to grow stronger."
"How?" One of the younger warriors asked, skeptical. "How can we? Our tribe doesn't even have one person with the potential to become an extraordinary being!"
"Listen," Jano began, his voice filled with determination. "Thanks to the blood of the Titans, I've evolved and grown stronger. And now, that very blood is within our reach."
"I asked you to dig two pits not only to bury the fallen Titans and dragons, but to use their blood to transform our people!"
Jano's words stirred confusion among the tribe, and some hesitated. "But the legends say the blood of the Titans is dangerous—touch it, and it will incinerate you!"
"I have my ways," Jano said confidently, his eyes burning with resolve.
The next day, Jano led the tribe's youth on a long journey to collect the remains of the Titan and the Ancient Dragon. It took them seven days to return, dragging the massive carcasses to the two giant pits. After interring the creatures, Jano set up a restricted zone around the dragon's pit and built a massive, one-hundred-meter-wide pool above where the Titan's body was buried.
He crushed the Blue Stone, scattering it evenly across the pool's floor. Then, using the Titan's corpse, he made a small incision, allowing the golden blood to flow into the pool.
Once everything was set, Jano gathered the tribe and had them bathe in the sacred pool.
The first time bathing in the Titan's blood, only a few of the tribe members showed signs of change. But Jano instructed them to bathe every seven days, hoping the continuous exposure would bring transformation.
Weeks passed, and with each immersion, the tribe's appearance slowly shifted. Their feathers began to fall away, their beaks slowly receding, and their limbs started to morph into something resembling human arms and legs. But despite these physical changes, no one achieved extraordinary status.
The journey to transcendence was long, and even with the power of Titan's blood, the transformation was slow.
Twenty years later...
Standing atop Mount Celestia, Jano gazed down at his growing tribe. His silver hair flowed in the wind, his wings now pure white, his face handsome, resembling a smaller Titan rather than an Hawkmen.
The tribe had grown to over five thousand people, and their appearance was beginning to reflect Jano's own transformation. He estimated that, within a century, the entire tribe would evolve into beings like him, as the last of the Titan's blood was consumed.
His heart swelled with pride. Mount Celestia had become a thriving stronghold.
As he watched the ever-growing village below, Jano couldn't help but lament the passing of his old friends—Liang, San, and Le. Time had taken them, and despite their hopes, they had never achieved the extraordinary status Jano had.
"One day," he whispered to himself, "I'll return here. But for now, my people's future is my focus."