Return of the Fallen Volume 10 Chapter 42
He didn’t realize this before but his comprehension and memory had reached an unprecedented level. Everything flooding into him made sense and there was nothing he couldn’t see through. He had gained so much strength and power recently that his new and improved comprehension had gone unnoticed. Power and strength you can see and feel, comprehension of knowledge was something one needed to experience first hand.
(Worlds, atmosphere, land, sea, artificial sun, and moon. Life within said world, sustainability, compression of dimensional space. All of this knowledge…amazing!)
With this new profound knowledge, millions of different ideas and paths came to him.
Detra’s eyes and soul tree began to dull and the deed was done. Kazuki had kept his word and did not forcefully pry into her other memories and had only received what she had given him. Kazuki’s aura retreated back into him and right away he could see new unnoticed details in Glacious’s tiny world he had not taken note of before. Looking out the nearby window, Kazuki could see tiny almost invisible inscriptions running throughout this tiny world.
Whether it was the land or even the air itself, there were billions of inscriptions everywhere. Each one interlocking with another, layering overtop of one another. At first glance, one would only see a scribbled mess but the longer Kazuki looked at this jumbled nightmare, the more clear it became.
His eyes focusing, the lines began to separate in his vision and one inscription could be told from another and another. Soon Kazuki could see a pattern in all of this chaos.
(Incredible. This world is artificial yet natural. It’s a fake, an imitation of a real environment but it’s made from magic which in itself is natural.)
Kazuki felt as if he were on the verge of something, something he couldn’t quite grasp, something beyond him. Before he could dwell on this seemingly ungraspable thing, Detra called out to him, interrupting his thought.
“How is it, did you receive it all properly?”
Kazuki felt as if he were awoken from a daydream and for some reason that thing that was almost within his grasp was completely lost to him. Almost as if it were never there in the first place. Even with his deep memory, he just couldn’t recall what he was on the verge of. Kazuki didn’t know if he should be mad at Detra or something along those lines. The thing he was on the edge of grasping since he couldn’t grasp it now, did not mean he couldn’t grasp it later, nor did it mean it was actually important. Because of this, he let go of his unfound anger, after all, how could Detra have known she was interrupting something.
“Yes, I think I’ve got a solid understanding of how to create a tiny world.”
Detra smiled.
“Show me.”
Kazuki took a step forward and he appeared in space. Not even a second later, both Detra and a curious Alutra appeared right next to him.
“Kazuki, make a world liek Detra’s. I like all the different flowers in her tiny world.”
Kazuki gave his aunt a nod before Detra grabbed Alutra’s arm and the two distanced themselves quite a bit away. This was understandable. The tiniest bit of distraction could easily ruin a world. Once the creation of a tiny world was started, any interference could mess up the balance. To correct the imbalance was much more difficult than just starting over from scratch. Detra could fix so-called problems that arise in those cases but even for her, it is extremely challenging as well as demanding on her all.
Kazuki as well took some distance from Gordonia until it was a mere dot in his vision. e had confidence in himself but was taking the precaution anyway just in case. Fooling around with inscriptions he’d never use before along with space compression and so on, the effects, were things to go wrong, could easily tear a hole in space. That was something he did not wish to have to deal with so close to Gordonia.
Kazuki shut his eyes for a moment and calmed himself. Slowly lifting his palm, the image of billions of different inscriptions came to the forefront of his mind.
(First comes first.)
His eyes snapped open and were colored in a bright green glow. Nearly ten thousand miles away from him, small particles began to gather together. Gravity pulled these tiny particles together, along with the nearby elements. Condensing it something small that resembled a black stone disk formed.
Gas and dust continued to collide and stick together. A large molecular cloud formed and grew bigger and bigger. Kazuki’s magic began to flow relentlessly as he materialized an enormous amount of Gordonia element. In doing so, these particles and gases that formed the large disk continued to grow and expand at a rapid rate.
(More, I need even more!)
Concentrating to his utmost, Kazuki drew upon the elements within him and used his ara to mimic what he couldn’t himself produce. In doing so, the disk-like creation grew until it was nearly a hundred times as big as Gordonia.
(Gravity, rotation, heat, space, condense, fold, pressure.)
The space cloud began to heat up and shrink at the same time. The shape as well went from a large disk to a round sphere as it shrunk further and further.
Kazuki’s aura separated into tens of thousands of different arms and hands and these hands began to warp and fold as they used the Ancient hand signs. All at once, Kazuki started forming the inscriptions with these spare hands. The moment one of these inscriptions was created, with thought the inscription would fly forward and disappear into the spherical cloud that was becoming more and more solid.
What started as tens of thousands of inscriptions became millions upon millions as Kazuki’s speed kept increasing at a faster and faster rate.
Alutra noticed this increase in speed and wondered.
(Detra is that speed normal. To make a whole world, shouldn’t that take someone at his level a few years?)
Detra herself was surprised watching what was unfolding before her.
(This is unprecedented. Normally it’s something that would take a few years. I was originally just going to watch over his first few steps and make him take a break since this would take quite some time. I thought with this he would see it would take much longer than expected and he would need some of my help but… he’s doing it all by himself and with such speed. I thought I was fast since it only took me half a year to create a tiny world but at this rate, Kazuki may finish this in only a few hours!)
Detra shook her head as she watched. It wasn’t quite jealousy she was feeling. After all, some of this could be explained by the fact that Kazuki would be able to bypass all of the mistakes she made since she shared her memories and experience. Still, she felt like the universe was having a bit of a laugh at her at this moment.
This guess of hers, this prediction, it would quickly be overturned, leaving her even more stunned.
A planet that was a third the size of Gordonia had formed in front of Kazuki. He added an atmosphere along with breathable air. There was a single ocean, along with one large continent. The power of space changed as Kazuki held a tiny grain of sand in his hand. The grain of sand had millions upon millions of inscriptions placed upon it. With a thought, the tiny grain sucked in the entire planet in one go. Kazuki found that creating the world itself was not as tricky as creating the space to host it.
Inside the grain was the tiny world he had created. Keeping the sizes at their original from the outside of the grain to the inside was tricky but the inscriptions placed upon the grain of sand made a separate space inside this Lower Realm, something that was both part and separate. Kazuki didn’t understand this at first but it eventually made sense when he compared it to drops of water. There are two drops of water. One incredibly large and the other incredibly small. When the tiny drop of water meets the large drop it becomes a part of the larger drop. In this case, the tiny drop is the grain of sand. It is technically part of whatever space it is in but at the same time, it is its own separate entity. It may look like the tiny drop disappeared into the larger one but it still remains in some form or fashion.
As Kazuki understood it more and more, it wasn’t just for the grain of sand but all storage devices. They all were a part of the larger drop but at the same time were their own space.
Kazuki held the tiny grain of sand in the palm of his hand. In the void of space, this tiny object was no more than a speck in the grand scheme of things. Yet in this insignificant speck was an entire world.
(My world.)
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