“What do you mean… things I’ve never seen before?”
Jacob Lane stood there, visibly stunned, as if the words had struck something deep within him that he couldn’t quite name or articulate.
There was something in Dylan Brooks’ tone—something subtle, yet immensely powerful.
It wasn’t just an invitation.
It felt like a turning point.
Like the kind of moment that, once accepted, would split his life cleanly into before and after.
“Things I’ve never seen… places I’ve never been…”
Jacob repeated the words under his breath, almost as if he needed to hear them again to understand their weight.
At the same time, the effects of the Primevital continued to unfold within his body.
The warmth he had felt earlier had not faded—instead, it had grown stronger, more vivid, like a steady current flo
