All the blood-colored smoke that the Sea of Life had morphed into was nipped away without leaving a mark.

The origins were all quietly going through marvelous changes.

There was a cluster of crimson aura growing thicker and thicker in the depths of the River of Souls, the darkness, the First Star, and the origin of fire.

The crimson aura was a condensation of flesh power.

It was far more refined and thicker than what the origins had received from their trade with the origin of life. 

At this very moment, many origins were trying to melt those flesh auras and merge them into themselves!

They were trying to see if they could build a fleshly vessel for their own awareness in the chaos.

The origins actually wanted...