It's been over three days since I arrived here—three days into my first term of confinement. The sight of the new moon, a delicate crescent against the darkening sky, greets me daily in this place. The bright phase of the waxing moon has commenced. And each time that new moon pops up, it's a blunt reminder that yet another day of my captivity has slipped by.
From the information I've gathered about this world, it's completely different from what Acantha described to me.
Even the language has been significantly corrupted or diverged.
I don't blame Acantha considering that one day in my realm translates to a staggering 389 years in this realm.
It also exists in another space-time continuum, which is another thing.
The governing principles of this world, particularly the Advancing rule are significantly different from ours.
Here, there exists a ranking system, and individuals awaken their abilities through a reality-bending 'music window.'
Ordinary humans gain access to a Music window when faced with a life-threatening situation
Those who have undergone this process are termed 'Awakened' individuals.
These Awakened breathe their Imagination into Qi-Element, essentially warping their very surroundings.
I'm impressed, I never thought a weak-ass like Hax - Imaginative Warping existed.
It has been generally observed that awakened people's Ranks are divided into 8 levels corresponding to a certain letter in the alphabet:
Origin Z, High Universal to Max at High Multiversal range.
Origin S, Multi Galaxy - Universal Level range.
Origin A, Multi Solar System - Galaxy level range.
Origin B, Multi continental- Solar System level range.
Origin C, Large Country to continental level range.
Origin D, City - small Country level range.
Origin E, 10-meter distance to the 200-meter range.
Origin F, needs to touch directly.
F sits right at the bottom of the barrel, while S stands tall as the cream of the crop. These ranks pretty much define everything about them, from their income to their social status and more.
The thing is, the gaps between these Ranks are huge and not easily overcome even after years of bodily training and the gap in power between ranks can be very wide, as B-Ranks easily overpower C-Ranks and S-Ranks are exponentially more powerful compared to A-Ranks. You could say the difference between S-Ranks and A-Ranks is so massive that it's like comparing a lion to a housecat.
One could characterize this world... well, it's kind of like a High-Order lower-realm or something since the quality of the mortals existing in this realm is very good by the standard and even the weakest of awakeners can affect the reality.
It still doesn't stand much against the upper realm.
...
A petite and kind-hearted girl approached me, proudly displaying a Small Baby multiverse she had created.
"Here, take a look," she said with a smile.
Curious, I asked, "What is this beautiful sea-like galaxy you're holding in your hand?"
Internally, I felt a surge of envy at her extraordinary capability.
"I created a baby multiverse," she proudly announced.
"Really? That's incredible, I didn't know even you had such hidden talents," I replied, attempting to mask my insecurities. "Are those shining dots meant to depict stars?"
"No, they're baby universes floating in the cosmic ocean" she clarified.
Her response stung my pride.
I had struggled immensely to create even a single baby universe past these 2 days. It required condensing my Qi energy into a small point, and then releasing it akin to a colossal, big bang, later adding the wind Qi element, followed by the water Qi element, the fire Qi element, and finally the Earth Qi element providing a stable foundation for the evolving creation. All while containing it within the formation art - 'infinite-dimensional container'.
Yet, these Awakened individuals seemed to conjure such Universe effortlessly, purely through their imagination.
It pissed me off.
"It looks beautiful, just like the new gold earrings you're wearing today. Although, I did like the first ones too," I remark to Mia.
She gives a smile but soon looks here and there.
She drops her eyes, smiling again but seeming bashful. "Really?" she responded.
I looked at the time.
"O heavens, It was Breakfast timing" I internally screamed.
"Let's head out; I'm feeling hungry," suggested and walked out.
She followed behind me, pestering me to repeat the praises I gave her. It was annoying, I had many thoughts I was preoccupied with, and I also needed to complete the mission.
The moment I entered the kitchen, a beautiful old woman with a graceful figure, radiant purple hair, and a star-like sparkle in her eyes greeted me. She was dressed elegantly, akin to Augustine. She was Mio.
Beside her sat an old man with greyish hair, towering at about 6 feet 2 inches, engrossed in reading a newspaper. His robust muscles and bulky stomach were like a strong man. He was Tayfur.
These people looked really sweet together.
It'd be such a shame that I need to help them.
I sat on the chair, correcting my sleeves.
I gave a smile to Mrs. Mio and looked around the kitchen, observing how the appearance of the kitchen changed daily based on her mood, now adorned with numerous sets of cabinets and designs that seemed unnecessary.
There were many more features made that were also just unnecessary.
"You seem quite happy today, Mia," Mrs. Mio asks Mia, Putting her elbow on the table.
"It's nothing," Mia replied, almost as if she was hiding some sort of big secret.
I click my tongue, but making sure it's barely noticeable to these powerhouses.
*So cute. I want to touch his silky hair.*
I gazed at them, amazed.
Mrs. Mio served me her handmade cookies and asked, "Tell me, how is it?"
Savoring the cookies, my face lit up with joy, though I refrained from asking for more. As she looked at me, her gaze eager to know my response.
"Hmm..." I paused, considering my words, wanting to pique her curiosity. "This one feels rather different, doesn't it?"
"It's your handmade cookies, Mrs. Taqi?" I asked.
"Yes, I made them, hoping you'd enjoy them," she replied with a hint of anticipation.
"It's not that I don't like them," I explained. "I mean I appreciate something natural, aromatic that reflects the hard work put into it."
"I like it, Please pass me some more, Mrs. Mio ."
*I knew it*
Mia points her finger at me "Mrs. Mio?"
I chuckled as I glanced at Mia, noticing her pointed gaze. Mr. Tayfur, on the other hand, remained engrossed in his newspaper reading.
After eating the cookies and drinks made by Imaginative Warping, I placed my hands on the table and began to shift my chair back, intending to stand up.
Mr. Tayfur suddenly stopped me "Boy, I know you want to leave this house, and given that your injury seems to get better, I won't pester you to stop but keep in mind one thing"
He paused, a solemn and concerned expression forming on his face.
I gulped my saliva down and asked "What?"
He continued in a serious tone, "Just nearby, a Tanned maid of ours was killed. Her entire hair, nails, and eyes were plucked out alive. you need to be wary of leaving out in the evening."
Feeling a surge of sadness and concern, I suggested, "We should contact the Higher authority to increase patrolling. I'm committed to justice and won't stand for such atrocities."
"Relax, boy. You need to stay calm," he reassured me. "I've already deployed clones of myself to patrol the area. Don't let this disturb you too much. Concentrate on healing your internal injury. You're still unable to recall your memories?"
"I'm sorry, but whenever I try to recall it, my mind aches," I lied.
"It's understandable," he consoled me, noticing my somber expression.
I greeted Mr. Tayfur and Mrs. Mio again as I was leaving, Taking one look back at Mia winking my left eye at her.
She saw me, smiled, blushed, and then looked in confusion.
"Her brain seemed to fry up," I guessed internally
Afterward, I headed towards the room created for me through Imaginative Warping by Mr. Tayfur.
It was 120 × 120 ft.
Again unneccesary.
Those bullshit design Mio later added to me pissed me so I did meditation.
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System?