"What the Heck ?! You- You derived this?How!", Eon looked at Aavesh as if gazing at a new species...
"These Cultivation Techniques are Perfect Foundation Building Techniques - This Level, You were able to comprehend this Much?! Even with your Augmentations - one needs to have a particular understanding that is hard to achieve... Not bad- Hmmm? Seeing that clueless look on your face tells me that you don't know what exactly you did- What a strange situation... Let me explain what you derived - Even if you did it without your own knowledge..."
"Your Energy Cultivation Technique ingeniously refines all of the 9 Primal Elements from Raw Elemental Energy- and builds a Modular Type Spherical Qi Seed with 2 Layers- The Inner Layer is filled completely with Elemental Marks of the Nine Primal Elements while the outer Layer is meant for containing Absolute Abstract Elemental Marks-
These Marks present on the seed represent your Affinity and the more complete the Mark, the better you can control the Element- Increasing Elemental Affinity requires Improved Understanding of that Element -
Though you will still absorb all of the Nine Primal Elements - Your strength will increase on your understanding only, And when the Qi Seed Grows- I wonder what kind of Structure it will take once you reach Stage 2.0-
You will however face the painful problem of trying to Absorb multiple Primal Elements in your Meridians but I think it should be doable-
Your Body Cultivation Technique - is of a complete different approach from the Usual Mainstream- It literally involves building a Reactor Like Heart Blood Seed which would then sprout a Structure that would propagate Enriched Essence to Build Micro structures at the Cellular level- The Structure your Cultivation Memory suggests is of an extremely difficult and intricate design- It follows the Stages of a Star's Lifecycle - One of the Most Powerful Sources of Energy in this Universe!
Plus you can use Actualized Elements to help enhance the Seed Quality- Not many foundation Techniques let you do that...
On the Note of Mental Cultivation - I think we have found answer to your Problem of reconciling the Four Types - Your Soul Constitution! The Answer was always there- Think Aavesh!"
Eon urged Aavesh to introspect further...
Aavesh thought hard for a while, and recalled the Memories concerning the Soul Cultivation Technique -
"Soul Orb Surrounded by Multicolored Forcefield - Wait - Wait, You don't mean, use my Multicolored Lightning to build the Mental Seed?! Sheesh anything is possible with it- Yeah If I do that- The differences between the Four Types will become Negligible - Also I need to Link all the Three Seeds together because I have the Kineticist Features as well- But if I Use My Multicolored Lightning - I will not be able to siphon the strength of My Soul Constitution like before... but I guess it must be done, Lest it becomes a handicap for Me", Aavesh reluctantly spoke the last line...
This Power- No matter how many times he called itba crutch - deep down he felt a sense of natural security with it.
He didn't want to give up the current form of his Constitution...
Eon sensing his reluctance, interjected,
"Well Easy Power has always made people overly reliant and dumb- Also if you do use your soul Constitution to build your Mental Seed, it's not like you'll never get this Surge Power again in the Future- You'll access it when your Soul Grows stronger to a Particular Point", Eon comforted Aavesh about the sacrifice he would have to Make to Cultivate - Nothing was free, Power always comes at a Cost...
Aavesh nodded silently.
Deep in his heart- he truly reluctant.
He remembered how he beat the shit out of those people, with his soul Constitution - That felt good, to actually hit people he never thought he could.
But if he lost this God Like Power- Could he ever be more powerful than what he currently is?
He Was Technically all Powerful in the Material Universe - But his body would not be able to Sustain such Power if he used it again and again.
He was still weak... Even his soul Constitution was not able to fully manifest it's true Power...
Eon placed a comforting Palm on his shoulders and reassured him, " Aavesh- Even those with all Powerful Constitutions need to grow stronger - This is a way to for your Constitution to grow as well, You may have unlocked a single ability - But will you let it hold you back? "
Aavesh clenched his fist and huffed, " You are right- I Can't let my life be tossed around in a Chaotic Manner! I need to let my Powers grow properly - Find, I'll do this! Eon, Let's try to Connect all 3 Techniques to form a Unified Cultivation Technique - This has to work! Can you Guide me?"
Eon Nodded and spoke," Focus on My Words Aavesh - What do all 3 Cultivation Techniques have in common?"
Aavesh began to think and compare the three Cultivation Techniques... He began running mental Simulations to find out.
" The Techniques seem distinct and Unique, there isn't anything common... yet"
"Wait - I need to think out of the Box, How do I connect all 3 Techniques- My Multicolored Lightning? No- Not just that, The Elements I have affinity with... Shit You are a Genius Eon! I Got this!
Let Me just reform all 3 Cultivation Techniques in My Mind - Don't worry I won't use excess vitality this Time!", saying this Aavesh activated both of his Mental Augmentations and Began to Merge all 3 Techniques!
*Snag
Aavesh jerked around violently.
It was a failure but he learnt something new.
He had an Idea- He just needed time to form it accurately in his mind.
He Coughed a bit and felt his stomach ache from hunger- He could not overdo this.
But he would not give up- He couldn't ever Give Up!
Patience was needed.
*Click
*Beep
Sabine's Raspy Voice came from the Intercom.
"Everyone Assemble in the Training Hall for Nutrition Immediately- We will continue this after Finishing Nutrition first"
Aavesh got up with a smile and went for lunch.
It is ok to be Patient. Let's take things a step at a time.
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Deep in the Dark Space, An Infernal Imperial X Ship was heading towards Rathiel Republic.
There was no living being within the Star Ship- It could be said that crew was made up of 10 Golems - Dark Iron Crafted Golems with Infernal Markings Bestowed by Khoramzzadeh himself.
They were so meticulously crafted - Each 10 Feet Tall, Had extremely Dense Musculature and small Burning Spikes on their shoulders.
All Golems had the same Look but we're a single Hive Mind- They were not alive in a sense but used Souls of Slaves as Fuel.
Not that they had emotions - No
They were made for a sole purpose. Kill the Maledictis if possible, or Humiliate the Mind Breaker and Break his Spirit like their predecessors, for they are the new- improved Tyrants.
They carried An Imperial Decree Signed by Khoramzzadeh himself in Blood.
The Decree seemed a Bit Ominous like a Ticking Time Bomb - If under certain Unique-Circumstances
Their Current Objective - Kill the Old Tyrants.
Take their Place as the New Ten Tyrants.
Ensure Smooth Transition of Authority.
Should Aavesh Adhi ever come to Attempt the the Ten Tyrants Program- He must be Eliminated with extreme Prejudice.
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Within the Inner Rings,
Adhi Empire Space,
City of The Million Matrix - The Adhi Empire 's Capital,
The Capital was suffused with Infernal Essence from emanating from the Colossal Statue Placed on Top of the Imperium Maximus Palace.
The Hundred Thousand Feet Colossal Statue belonged to the Devil God Asmodeus depicting him having a stern yet strange mesmerizing smile while holding a Burning Pitchfork in his Left Hand and the Diabolic Hell Bible in his Right Hand.
A Massive Dark Orange Gold Pentagram seemingly carved into the Chest of Statue Glowed Vigorously - Even Daylight couldn't dim it.
The Statue itself was made from Pure Imperius Infernal Blessed Gold.
The Crimson Jewels embedded onto the Statue were Cursed Ruby Crystals - mined from the Flaming Depths of Naraka, made from Pure Resentment Energy.
The Buildings Below the Palace looked Extremely Modern with Black and Dark Gold Color schemes.
Countless Luxury Hover ships with Pentagram Insignias flew across the City below the Statue like small Working Bees.
But if one looked closer - Deep into the crevices of the City, Most People had either had a Malevolent yet cunning Look or Look that had lost all freedom and hope.
One thing was common between all - They greatly feared their Current King and thereby were Extremely Obedient.
This Capital was also called the Capital of Devilish Deceit, The Second Infernal Human Capital, Etc.
It was the Largest Slavery Capital ever Built in the Human Race Territory and even rivalled some of the Best Xeno Race Slave Capitals in the Milky Way as well.
The Society here was extremely corrupt.
Don't doubt their Assiduousness - But their Minds had long been twisted to a dark degree.
One Could Say that the Rules here were made to be Exploited - if one could do it.
The People here were divided into 2 Types, The Slaves and the Slave Masters.
The Only way to climb the Rigid Social Hierarchy was to scheme and out scheme others- If one Got caught they would face the Law- But One could get free if they paid the Price.
But the Price... Was always Dangerous and without a Doubt led to the Road of Endless Infernal Damnation.
In the Imperium Maximus Palace -
Within the Gilded Throne Room- The Walls were covered with Diabolic Architecture and Scriptures from the Diabolic Hell Bible were Inscribed onto the Wall.
Infernal Hell Knights with Black 7C4 Armor stood outside the Throne Room with Strict Discipline.
*boom
Every Once in a while, a small shockwave would emanate from the Throne Room.
But the Hell Knights never dared to falter from their duty. They were much more afraid of offending their Master Inside.
A Young Man who looked extremely similar to Aavesh and Antriksh smiled as he sat on the Throne while Elegantly sipping a Goblet with Crimson Fluid of unknown contents, made using some dark Vicious Methods for they gave off a dense aura of resentment.
Although his Features were extremely similar he had a Dark Burning Orange Glow within his Eyes.
His Gaze seemed to tear through a soul's very defense and see all Dark Sins hidden within.
He wore an Obsidian Black Plate Armor with a Diabolic Blood Pentagram glowing on the Armor Chest.
Suprisingly he didn't have horns or the Famous Dark Orange Halo.
But who knows ... He might be just hiding them.
There was a slight reddish tint in his skin, His smile seemed incredibly off but seductive at the same time.
" I wonder if you can hear this Rekha... If you'd just surrender - I could have ended this Game long Back- But you won't listen, That is why you are my Prisoner and that is why You bathe in the blood of your Cherished Mistress's Descendants", He spoke with a Devilish glint in his eyes but seemed to be bored at the same time, like having already done this several Times.
*Boooom
Before Him, an Intricate Sword with the word "Rekha" etched into it shook extremely Violently in Vain.
It seemed to be made of an unknown material that did not belong to the Material Universe, It was Giving off Dull Blue Machinan Light with a Powerful Aura of Immortality!
The Sword was trapped by Crimson Blood Infernal Chains, the sword was forced to dip in a Fountain of Blood and Corpses.
The Blood within the Corpses spread barely visible Dark Black lines of Corruption on to the Sword- Slowly Weakening it, bit by bit.
The Sword Spirit within writhed in agony as she tried again and again to Break the Chains.
The Young man was none other than Khoramzzadeh and the Sword was none other than Rekha.
The Sword Spirit spoke back in Pure Rage," They are your Family Too! Must you be so Cruel to them? Why Do this- Year after Year! For Thousands of Years! Mark my Words! If she comes back- You will never win-"
But he interrupted her,
"Tch Tch- You fail to realise, I have already won... If you just knew, if all of you knew- You would just kill yourselves - it is too much for you all to handle After all Hahaha!
"Your Mistress- My Fucking Ancestress - Will never come for you, But I'll let you think and wonder- Just what made me win, I can't reveal all my secrets after All! Hehe", He spoke quite venomously to her, trying to get a new Reaction out of her.
"You will never break my Will!", The Sword Spirit replied back Fiercely!
"I don't need to break your will- I just need to erase you to seize the Prize within... It will take long but I can Wait, I don't think you can wait though... Being Exposed to that Energy - It has no Cure, Even Primordial Chaos Can't sustain the Damage it has caused you...", Saying that he snapped his fingers a Light Screen Depicting Aavesh eating Food at the Secure Compound lit up.
But this Video was just few Days old.
The Sword stopped struggling and hummed in sorrow,
" Yess... See this, A Limited Clip brought to me by the Infernal Mirror of Destiny... This is your Saviour of this Generation - A little Kid, I wonder if he Can survive my Gift? Now Watch the Show- Next Time you will Watch how the New Saviour Dies- Don't worry, he won't die Immediately"
"This One's Death will be excruciatingly slow, I programmed those Golems Personally and Even Gave them An Imperial Decree to finish the Job - Too Bad he isn't of use to me like the others before him..." Khoramzzadeh maliciously spoke to trigger the sword even more.
"But if he does survive this- Hmmm As A Benefactor of mine once said, 'We will all be in for a Wild Ride!' Yeah that's one - I hope you Pray Rekha - Pray he dies sooner, Should he survive... A Wild Hunt Decree Will Be Sent out, You know what that means don't you? Heh", A Triumphant smile appeared on his Face as he achieved his Purpose.
The Sword Spirit gnashed her teeth internally and caused the sword to nearly snap a Chain link!
"Oi- Oi Oi- The More Strength You Exert, the Quicker you die... Don't struggle so Bitterly Rekha, Tch You knew what would happen but You are so gullible that you still fell for My Little Tricks Again- Even after Thousands of Years! You Know- You should just give up- These Chains are the Same as you as I've said countless times - they were Crafted with Immortal Mythic Power- Maybe if you were at your Prime- You could've probably cut it like Butter- Tch But you are currently weak- So Weak that you are Weaker than these Chains now", Khoramzzadeh sneered and chided the Sword Spirit with his Cold Eyes.
The Sword Spirit emanated despair at his words, knowing that he was right.
But he stopped Sensing the Sword Spirit's mood changing, A Toy can't break too Easily can it? No he must logically savour it's torment and manipulate it into a spiral of slow self Destruction.
"Besides I am interested in the kid's potential - he is quite intriguing - I'll tell you that, infact I lied to you now, this brat - he may be something after all, all the previous generations were quite unremarkable to my Goal, but this child- I've been tracking his Causality since his birth... Don't you worry"
"I won't mess with the Brat like that, after all I promised to never directly intervene but you can expect my 'Gifts' to pop up here and now in his Trials - That is my Word- a Devil's Word- Though seeing you squirm like this brings pure Delicious Joy to my Heart... I am still in such a Great Dilemma - to kill you slowly or to Kill you fast, Either way is Acceptable and Lawful but I can't choose... Don't make my choice for me Rekha- You still want to see that damn Ancestress of yours Don't you hheheh", Khoramzzadeh continued to degrade her in a vile manner but without Sending her mad this time, in a Perfectly calculated manner.
The Sword Calmed down but one could sense a Deep Cold Light hiding within it.
"I will Destroy Your Empire- I will be The Blade that Severs your Disgraceful Existence ! You have My Word- The Word of a Sword", Rekha spoke with conviction as Khoramzzadeh shook his head in disdain.
"Whatever - Oh Look, it's Time for a new Shipment of Sold Souls, I need to Go to Naraka For Now, Hang Tight in the Fountain Rekha, Don't kill yourself without me- I will want to watch everything Live", Saying that A Crimson Hellish Portal Opened before him as he stepped into it.
The Sword then simmered down with whimpers of sadness.
Why was such a Devil born to their clan?
Why was 'She' unable to come for her after so many Years?
Will this Kid even survive what Khoramzzadeh has planned for him...
She hung low in sadness and worry...
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In the Intermingling Cosmic Void, The Higher Dimensional Wills Conversed Furiously.
"Machina - Why did you choose this Route- The Child is Clearly left the road open to Annihilating us All!"
"Machina Don't listen to the Abyss, are you sure the child won't turn against us?"
"Machina-"
"Enough! The Child will never turn against us- I realised something now, The Child walks a Path- A Path he himself had never understood or yet knows- But this is the Path of a Celestial Autarch..."
The Other Wills Paused in silence, almost in Feverish Anticipation.
" The Path in him is so strong - stronger than the Other Spirit Key Holders - He may not be a Reincarnation of an Autarch but His Death will Awaken the Universe's Consciousnesses to the Fullest Extent, The Universe will never tolerate the Death of Someone with such a strong Path! We will then finally stave off the Eldritch even at the cost of angering the Universe- So be good to him now, or just leave him alone, Let your men make fools of themselves... We know when he dies, And he will die, because he will make that choice no matter what!- All we need to do is to play our Roles to Perfection- Do as you will, just don't get in the Boy's way of becoming stronger- The Stronger he becomes, the Greater the Jolt our Universe shall feel!", Machina spoke with faint hope.
"We will not sever his Path Again- We shall observe as you say ", The Wills had an extremely rare tone of agreement with eachother this time.
The Eldritch had to be stopped, At all Costs!