The black water taken by the temporal stone traversed countless timelines, eventually reaching a giant floating plaza emitting white light. Like a tiny landmass, this plaza was bustling with strange-looking creatures buying and selling goods.
In the center of the plaza, a slowly rotating white sphere absorbed the black water. The aura it emitted piqued its curiosity. This substance was remarkably similar to the "All the Evils of This World" from the Fate universe, yet notable differences existed. The black water carried a mix of temporal energies far more ancient than any the sphere had encountered, even across all the dimensions it had conquered.
After pondering momentarily, the Main God stored the black water and set it as a task reward. Eventually, a novice Reincarnator named Shang Hai obtained it, and later, Reincarnator 1025896 used it. These individuals had little extraordinary power within them, making them a perfect test subject for the Main God's experiment.
The Main God did not intervene in subsequent events, but the Reincarnator who consumed the "black water" experienced incredible luck. Then, one day, during routine operations, the Main God witnessed a massive soul shockwave cracking its white light sphere. Alarmed, it tried to muster a counterattack only to find itself restrained by an unknown, overwhelming force.
A giant hand formed of chaotic energy quickly tore through space. In the Main God's perception, the hand was inscribed with countless intricate patterns, so complex that even it, in its current generation, struggled to comprehend them. As space fractured, the restraining force dissipated. The Main God was momentarily confused before a second shockwave severely injured it.
Compressing its remaining energy into a tiny light sphere, the Main God located the soul of Reincarnator 1025896 and performed a cross-dimensional jump, ignoring its injuries.
"Tsk," a minuscule figure projected through the void, "another cycle, more work to do."
Kurumi stored the dormant Red Queen in her pocket and compressed the divine radiance around her into a light aura enveloping her body. She secured the experimental items and, with her divine power replenished, looked toward the silver tornado wall of the spatial storm. She took a deep breath and synchronized her body's properties with the spatial fluctuations.
The small white fish swam through the silver vortex, replenishing its internal energy with the divine power seed. Kurumi attempted to connect with her spiritual mark in the void, but the distance was too great, causing the signal to break intermittently.
Determining a direction, the small white fish swam desperately toward the edge of the spatial storm. The time seemed to stretch endlessly as Kurumi's spirit grew increasingly tired. The spatial storm seemed boundless, with no end in sight. Constantly calculating the fluctuations in space, her spirit was pushed to the brink, like a tightly wound string ready to snap if she couldn't find a safe place to rest.
A sense of confusion arose in her golden eyes as her vision blurred with the endless stream of silver light. Despite the dazzling sight, fatigue had long set in. Suddenly, her spiritual mark became extraordinarily clear.
A glimmer of determination flashed in Kurumi's eyes as she forced herself to swim towards the silver light outside.
"Snap!"
Silver fragments of space scattered but were quickly drawn back into the storm. In her mind, Kurumi frantically calculated, making her spatial fluctuations repulsive to the storm.
After adjusting her energy with divine power, an immense force pushed Kurumi directly into the dark "star." Her divine power rapidly halved, and the divine radiance on her body faded. As she entered this dimension, she swallowed hard. She hadn't come to the wrong place, but this dimension was filled with an evil aura that made "All the Evils of This World" seem trivial by comparison.
Kurumi's spiritual marks were scattered countless times, but she knew her destination. She proceeded with extreme caution, aware that this wasn't the void, and her speed here was far from what it was in the void.
Her calls to the Main God yielded no response. Kurumi touched the silver block in her pocket for reassurance. Compressing the divine radiance further, she hid her presence and followed the path plotted in the void, moving slowly in her chosen direction.
Time passed, and her divine power was replenished repeatedly. The constant detours posed numerous challenges. Calculating her remaining time power, Kurumi summoned her Emperor of Time, holding an old-fashioned flintlock pistol. She aimed it at her temple and softly whispered, "First Bullet!"
After the compressed time power bullet entered her body, Kurumi felt everything slow down significantly. This bullet consumed half of her remaining time to reach her destination quickly.
From afar, she looked like a fast-moving golden comet. As the time from the "First Bullet" was nearly exhausted, Kurumi felt the pull of her spiritual mark. Just as her speed was about to drop, she fired another "First Bullet."
Time passed, and Kurumi's face turned pale. Compared to ordinary Alpha-level Reincarnations, her remaining time was minimal. But she had reached the edge of the small world! If not for the concealed spatial coordinates by a great being, she would have already felt the pull of gravity!
Kurumi felt fortunate that this small world was on the edge of the "dimensional star." Otherwise, she would have missed it. Unlike other small worlds, she estimated this one was a landmass. Upon reaching the barrier, Kurumi began studying how to enter.
She placed her hand on the barrier, attempting to synchronize her spatial fluctuations. This technique, which worked well in the spatial storm, failed here.
'What should I do?'
By human standards, her remaining time was less than fifty years, akin to having one foot in the grave for an Alpha-level Reincarnator.
She couldn't just wait here! Attacking the barrier was out of the question; this artificial barrier was far more robust than any natural one.
Desperation gnawed at Kurumi as she paced around the world's barrier, her mind racing with ideas.
'Should I... reincarnate?'