THE WOMB OF ORDER
"So, in your view or the farmer's view, the farm is in Order. But in the minds of the chicken, the missing farmer is Chaos. Chaos and Order exist at the same farm although they appeared as complete separate concepts in the minds of the farmer and the chicken", Sara explained to me.
"Why didn't the farmer show up to feed the chicken?" I asked her.
"It was time for the farmer to butcher the chicken and sell them", she replied to me.
"Damn", I said to her.
"If you want more examples, I can explain the Three Body Problem to you. Imagine three points in space orbiting each other at different initial positions…", Sara started to explain her physics lecture.
"Ok, enough. I wouldn't understand advanced physics even if you explained them to me. I am born in this primitive world of magic and not in the laboratories of Earth", I replied to her.
"So, you got your answer?" Sara asked me.
"I can work with the chicken and farmer analogy", I replied to her.
"Get back early after you finish what the hell you are doing. Rinna made soup", Sara told me before she shut me off.
"The farmer and the chickens. I can imagine that", I told myself.
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I used the theory from the story of the farmer and the chicken to build on my experiences in the Mandala of Order and Chaos.
As time stretched on, a realization dawned upon me. Amidst the tumultuous whirl of the Mandala, one thing remained constant—the central position. Only by standing in the middle of the Mandala, I could see clearly the Chaos around me, or the Order. Chaos and Order exist not in isolation but depending on our position viewing it.
The farmer in Sara's story thought it was normal and orderly to raise chicken and slaughter them when the chicken has grown. The chicken saw it orderly for the farmer to feed them every day at the same time, until it was the time for them to be slaughtered.
"It's clear now. Amidst the chaos or order, there's always a core that influences it, the audience. To harness the chaos or order, I must anchor myself at its core," I said to myself.
The Mandala Sphere that manifested within my Mind was the Womb of Order, the singular force capable of tempering the chaos around me caused by the Seed of Chaos.
With this understanding, I could begin to master my chaos, and also order.
Suddenly, my Mind was transformed again.
Instead of a realm surrounded by the Mandala, I returned to the scene projected by my serene Mind. A Mandala Sphere appeared before me, listening to my command or the lack of them.
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My mind returned to the present.
All around me, the wizards were using the last of their magic to protect me. As I opened my eyes, I could see the wizards disappearing before me. Although I was inside my Mind for a very long time, only moments have passed here.
Even Seamus was at the last of his magic.
"Have you obtained the Womb of Order?" Seamus asked me.
"Yes, I obtained the Mandala Sphere of Order and Chaos. I merged the Order magic from the Womb of Order with my Seed of Chaos", I told Seamus.
"Finally, the Inheritance is bequeathed. Now defend the Conjurer Court for us", Seamus said to me.
"How can I defend this Conjurer Court?" I asked Seamus the Meek.
"When you opened the door to the Temple of Magic, I already knew you were the one who came to take over the reign of the Temple from us. However, we have our doubts because you contain a dark presence in your soul, the Dark Angel of Revelations. We couldn't be at peace if that is still inside of you", Seamus told me.
"Damn, you even know about that? I don't want to be the Dark Angel's incarnate or sacrifice", I told Seamus.
"I know. That is why we must bequeath the Womb of Order to you. You have now obtained the magic to deal with the Dark magic in you. The rest will be up to you", Seamus told me.
"You know everything. What about the magic of my Mind?" I asked him.
"I will explain to you more if I have time but suffice to say, the magic of the Mind is a path that controls all the magic in a human, his heart, bones, blood and soul, and even magic from external sources such as your channel to Order, Chaos, and Darkness. It is the only magic that humans possess that can control the magic from the Realms of Magic", Seamus told me.
"Magic of the Mind can stop the Darkness taking over me?" I asked him.
"My time is up, and I cannot say more. You will have to find your own answers by yourself. Goodbye", Seamus the Meek said to me and bade farewell before he disappeared.
"No…", I screamed at his disappearance sadly.
Seamus and the wizards used the last of their magic to protect me while I integrated the magic of Order inside me. That was the reason I did not suffer harmful rejection during the integration.
With the disappearance of the wizards, the magic shield that protected us was lifted.
Standing before me was Shadow Supreme Morgren and his Shadow Conjurers.
"Finally, you are no longer protected by the conjurers' meddling magic", Grandmaster Morgren said to me pleased.
"Yes, that is true. I no longer need their protection", I replied to him.
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As I strode toward Morgren, a sudden surge of energy threw many of the shadow conjurers into the sky, catching them off guard.
My Upheaval magic had taken hold, sending them flying at erratic speeds and unpredictable angles.
"Upheaval" "Chaos Suppression."
With a silent command, the chaos froze mid-air, leaving the conjurers suspended before us, their bodies hanging in unnatural stillness. My magic imposed order over the wild frenzy.
"Rule of Law"
At that moment, my Shadow Malevolent appeared, rising into the sky to face the conjurers.
The shadow conjurers were now kneeling, heads bowed low, forced into submission as if awaiting judgment.
Like a procession for an execution, the Malevolent advanced, their swords drawn. Without hesitation, they slashed through the air, beheading the defenseless conjurers in swift strokes.
The shadow conjurers' heads tumbled to the ground, followed by a shower of blood that stained the earth causing the world to fear my wrath and fury.
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