As Ash fell unconscious, a storm of chaos brewed within his body. His Lower core and half-formed Middle core began to crack, their boundaries shattering like delicate glass under immense pressure.
If nothing intervened, Ash's journey would end here, snuffed out before it had truly begun.
But then, something stirred deep within him.
[SEARCHING FOR A SKILL TO HELP THE HOST]
{ERROR!!!}
{NOT ENOUGH AUTHORITY!!}
[SEARCHING FOR ALTERNATIVE WITH TWO LOW-RANK AUTHORITIES]
{SEARCH COMPLETED}
[Skill Creation Successful]
[Deploying skill]
As the skill took form, the transformation within Ash's body began.
His fragile, half-formed white core shattered completely, sending a shockwave of energy rippling through his being. The shards scattered like stars in the night sky, but an unknown force—born of the runes buried deep within him—began pulling the fragments together.
The broken core fragments merged above his Lower core, initiating a new formation.
The surrounding mana surged, flooding his body in torrents. Explosions of energy rocked his frame as he entered the rare, agonizing process of 'body reconstruction.'
Ash's meridians flared to life, stretching and strengthening under the onslaught of raw power. His bones grew denser, his muscles refined, and his very height increased.
By the time the storm settled, his abdominal core had been restored—not as the tiny, fragile orb it once was but now a magnificent, fist-sized reservoir of pure energy. Simultaneously, his second core formed—a perfect replica of the first, shining with a pure, radiant white glow.
But the changes didn't stop there. The unknown energy within him began forging a connection between the two cores.
At first, the process was met with resistance, as if the cores themselves struggled against the bond. But gradually, the resistance faded, and when the connection was finally forged, something extraordinary occurred.
Core Unification.
A feat of legends—an ability that many will deem mythical in future—was now Ash's reality.
His newly unified cores pulsed in harmony, creating a mana pool so vast and stable it bordered on the divine. His body floated above the ground, radiant with a celestial light that filled the entire cave.
And then, the something happened.
Golden runic patterns began etching themselves onto both cores. The Runes of Stability and Balance wrapped around the cores, glowing with sacred, otherworldly brilliance.
The runes exuded an aura of divine power, as if the universe itself had chosen to bless Ash. With the twin cores now stabilized and balanced, the chance of them ever breaking was rendered almost nonexistent.
When the glow finally dimmed, Ash's body drifted back to the floor. The cave fell silent, as if it were holding its breath, returning to its undisturbed state. No one who stumbled upon this place could have guessed what had transpired within its depths.
Ash now possessed more mana than any other person on the same level or more, alongside a unique class that fused the might of a warrior with the arcane prowess of a mage. And yet, the true magnitude of what had just occurred would only become apparent in the trials to come.
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In World of Akumia
At the same time, far from the cave where Ash's transformation unfolded, an unassuming house stood in a quiet village.
Inside, an old man sat on a creaky wooden chair, sipping tea as he watched children playing outside. The golden hues of the setting sun bathed the scene in warmth, a fleeting moment of peace.
Suddenly, the old man froze. His grip on the teacup tightened as his eyes widened in shock.
"The Ancient texts didn't lie…" he whispered, his voice trembling.
He placed the cup down, spilling some tea onto the table, and stood abruptly. "The prophecy… it's happening. Now! Nothing is going to stop it!"
His pacing quickened as he muttered to himself, "No, no… it's too early to believe. The universe must declare his arrival—yes, that will be the proof. Only when the universe speaks will I believe it!"
He inhaled sharply, his breath rattling as he fought to calm his racing mind. Then, as if in answer to his turmoil, the sky outside darkened. Thick, ominous clouds gathered unnaturally fast, blotting out the evening light.
The old man stumbled back to his chair, gripping its arms tightly. "It's happening… I don't need to wait for the universe to speak anymore," he whispered hoarsely. "The signs are all here."
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Across the various Universes in the Cosmos
Akumia wasn't the only world witnessing these changes. Across the vast cosmos, planets , countless Universes teeming with life experienced the same foreboding phenomena.
Every world, no matter how distant or desolate, felt the shift. A universal energy crackled through the fabric of existence, as if the cosmos itself was preparing for something monumental.
It was as though the universe wanted to mark this moment with an announcement that no being could ignore.
Far away, in his deep unconscious state, Ash remained oblivious to the chaos his transformation had unleashed. If he knew his plans were already crumbling, and that his future knowledge had altered destiny itself, his fury would've been boundless.
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In the Demon World
The Demon King sat on his imposing obsidian throne, the dim crimson glow of his chamber casting eerie shadows on the walls. In his hand, he held a Rune, its faint glow a stark contrast to his dark surroundings.
"Fascinating…" he murmured, turning the fragment over. His voice, deep and resonant, echoed through the empty hall. "If only I could decipher how to assimilate this power… I'd be unstoppable."
He clenched his fist, frustration flickering across his face. "But these cursed ancient texts are useless! The answers remain just out of reach."
The Demon King leaned back, a smirk creeping onto his lips. "Still, there's that ruin they discovered recently. Perhaps I'll pay it a visit… who knows? Maybe the universe will finally give me what I deserve." He chuckled darkly.
His laughter abruptly stopped when the sky above his world darkened unnaturally. Thick clouds swirled, blotting out the ever-burning crimson sky. The oppressive atmosphere made even the mighty Demon King's heart race.
He shot to his feet, gripping the rune fragment tightly.
"This…" he growled, his voice laced with disbelief. "This is the Voice of the COSMOS!"
Memories of the ancient texts flooded his mind. The Voice had spoken only once before, during the Ancient Times, when the existence of Runes were first revealed to mortals. For millennia, it had remained silent.
"Why now?" he muttered, his voice tinged with unease. "What is the Cosmos declaring this time?"
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In the Angelic Realm
In a realm bathed in light and harmony, the sudden arrival of dark clouds brought an eerie silence. The once-pristine skies of the angelic world were now cloaked in shadows, sending ripples of unease through its inhabitants.
High above the angelic cities, a council of angels gathered. Their ethereal forms glowed faintly even in the gloom.
"Is it true?" one angel asked, their voice trembling with trepidation.
"The prophecy…" another murmured, their wings shivering as they hovered in the air.
"If it is true, we cannot wait," a third said coldly, their eyes narrowing. "We must act swiftly."
"We need to find him" a stern voice declared, reverberating through the chamber. "And eliminate it before he grows too strong."
"Agreed," another angel added, their tone devoid of hesitation.
"Seconded," a chorus of voices followed.
The decision was unanimous. Where some saw hope, the angels saw danger.
"Do not forget," one of the angels reminded, their voice chillingly firm, "if this prophecy is what we believe, the balance of all realms will be at stake. We must ensure it never tips in favor of chaos."
The Cosmos Speaks
Across all realms—mortal and divine, light and shadow, chaos and order—the changes were felt. Some were bewildered. Others terrified. Some felt hope rising, while others burned with determination.
Then, the COSMOS itself came alive.
Golden letters began to form in the air, shimmering with divine brilliance. They floated across the skies of every realm, radiating authority and majesty. A voice followed—beautiful yet commanding, filling every soul with awe and reverence.
{THE COMOS ANNOUNCES THE ARRIVAL OF THE PROPHESIED ONE.}
{ THE PHROPHECY UNFOLDS AS-
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Authors Note: Well I applied for a contract for this book but it was rejected, Well it was disappointing but not much because now I can Improve My writing more.
If you are all thinking that the story is slow paced just bear with it for a while as it is all intended, If I wanted I could have skip a lot but it would leave various information gap so I thought of providing as much information in the beginning rather than the last, But it was because of this The book was rejected.
But don't worry I wont stop posting chapters, But i will also try a new book in future with more preparation Hope you all support me till then,
Thank You.
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