Dahlia hovered in the air, her gaze fixed on her own body as she took in the changes.
Her hair, once a deep azure, had faded into a pale white with soft gray undertones.
Her eyes now mirrored that same muted hue, and even her skin carried the delicate, colorless tone.
At a glance, she appeared fragile, almost as if all vitality had been drained from her.
But that impression was deceiving. Her body felt stronger than ever.
Power thrummed beneath her skin, her form still defined by the same beautiful, sculpted muscles as before.
She clenched her fist, tightening her arm to test it, then let out a low, satisfied laugh.
"So this is it… the feeling of reaching the Perfection Realm…"
She paused, then shook her head. "No… that's not right. This is something different."
Raising her hand, she studied it carefully, as if seeing it for the first time.
"I didn't just step into a new realm," she murmured. "I've evolved. My unique physique… has become a God Physique."
