Although most of the art seemed like the work of an author rather than that of an expert in the mysic, and most of it felt like it was written to sound prefound and mysterious, it's virtue was that it's affects were with proof.
The test cube blowing up to pieces was such a proof, and him being alive was another one.
Aric decided to give it a chance, he sat cross-legged and started repeating the mantra and following the breathing rythem as instructed by the art.
It was hard to get the breathing technique right at first, and even harder to stay attentive to both his breathing and the mantra that he kept repeating in his mind.
Although It took a while, Aric slowly got everything right, and the better he got, the more surreal he felt in his mind, like his brain was getting injected with small doses of a drug the finer he was at the art.
He felt like his soul was slowly detaching and co existent, like his body and spirit were becoming separate entities.
His soul felt the raging wind as it slowly rose from the confines of his body and the rays of the sun penetrating the clouds slightly stinged like a herd of needless were lightly taping on his skin , he kept reciting the mantra, and finely could feel this formless energy roaming the astral realm around him.
He tried stretching his soul to touch upon the essence but it appeared like an unsurpassable distance was standing between them.
Aric kept on pushing and stretching his soul for god knows how long, his head started buzzing and he felt like he was about to lose consciousness when he finally made contact with the formless chaotic and ethereal energy and started pulling at it.
The chaos essence felt like a heavy Boulder, and pulling it with his soul felt like a baby pushing at a mountain.
Finding it impossible to pull the essence in his arms within, Aric decided to try going for a smaller scale , so not to bite off more than he can chew.
Aric kept finding it hard to pull any essence within no matter how small the amount he fished for, and kept getting Smaller till he succeeded at pulling a twig of essence within.
Aric was exalerated when he finally succeeded at pulling that twig within, he then proceeded to stuff it into the chaos crystal with all he had left of conscious.
The essense slowly decended through his soul and into his body, then through his lungs all the way into his heart were it was forcefully pushed into the crimson crystal.
When the twig reached the chaos seed, it didn't seem to retaliate at all before it got in and started roaming within be it.
Aric was surprised and exalerated at that site, it meant this art wasn't a fraud and that it was real.
Yet Aric wasn't given much time to celebrate before he saw the twig of essence begin to burn and trim to vapor.
Slowly ,the Twig of essence started getting Smaller and smaller , and get refined in the chaos origin seed, and all of the impurities within were expelled from Aric's body through his lungs, untill there was only a speck of essence within the crimson Crystal.
The speck of essence was so small compared to the Crimson bead, it appeared like a boat stranded in the middle of the ocean, unnoticeable.
Aric opened his eyes and saw the slowly setting sun in the horizon, he realized that he had spent hours just to get that small twig, yet then it was refined to a single speck .
" It's my fault to think something good will happen to me without a catch, truly my luck is a wonder " Aric shoulders droped and he couldn't help but grimace at his luck.
Yet even if he said as such, it was apparent in Aric's voice a hint of excitement, he thought of what kind of secrets this art held , and what kind of abilities it has in stored for him.
He looked at the horizon out of the small wooden window and couldn't help but smile brightly " the road ahead seems bright for once, I really wonder what the future holds. "