parentshiftbook Chapter 383 Why is Fay having a great time while I struggle?
Chapter 383 Why is Fay having a great time while I struggle?
The difference between me on the day my life changed and I right now was simply too massive for me to fully even comprehend its scale, its magnitude.
In a sense, it was hard to say if I was still, in any part, human.
What kind of human could literally smash the rock with their bare first? What kind of human could pretty much ignore normal caliber, assuming they weren't unlucky enough to get shot in the eye or right in the middle of their ass?
Or, preceding all of the questions already asked, what kind of human could manipulate elemental darkness to invoke effects that were no different from magic in ordinary human eyes?
If not for my mindset, knowledge, and character, there would be nothing left for me to use as a basis for a claim I was still a human. And while I couldn't quantify it, my strength as a mortal and my strength right now were hard to compare...
No, that was a gross understatement.
Those two levels of power simply couldn't be compared. The greatest proof of it was how the system simply stopped showing me my stats as if to imply they no longer applied to my case.
Those two levels of strength were incomparable. They were in different leagues, different realms. One simply had no longer anything to do with the other.
And yet, despite how near infinitely stronger I was now than I was when I first stepped into this land... The pressure of the starlight weaved into the very air of the plain itself somehow grew strong enough to actively affect me.
"How is it going?"
Surprisingly enough, it wasn't Fay that approached me in the corner where I hid to cultivate but Claudy Moreto, the supposed leader of the mercenary guild and the first supreme that I've met that didn't brag to high heaven about their level.
"It's really damn hard to figure it out," I admitted, gritting my teeth as I dispersed my focus and blinked my eyes a few times.
Given how deep down my own aura arrangement I was looking, I actually needed some time to get my eyes used to normal vision again.
Such were the downsides of trying to adjust my vision to the extremely tiny particles of the elemental darkness hiding at the very bottom of the infinitely deep well of darkness created with the weave of my mana.
This was actually my third dive into that miniature world. A dive that finally brought me closer to finding out the right answer, given how I finally noticed the influence of the starlight...
Claudy gave me a long glance, but ultimately opted not to comment, waiting for me to elaborate on the point instead.
"If it was before our advancement to the rank of a supreme, I would never allow her to step anywhere near this damned plain. But now..."
I hesitated a little as I shook my head.
In all honesty, I still couldn't really agree with Fay risking her health, both mental and physical, by being here with me. Yet, it was merely an emotion, a sense of worry for the one thing I treasured the most in my life.
But if I looked at the topic objectively...
Then I've got everything wrong, or rather, in reverse.
It was nothing more but a guess for now, but I was starting to believe that the starlight plain was never designed to be a barrier stopping the divines from crossing it, just like the misty valley to the bottom wasn't a barrier no celestial could cross.
They were merely trails set up by whoever was behind the birth of those two races. A trail that only those who reached the rank of a supreme could even hope to overcome, and only if they broke past their limits in their supreme trail, just like Fay did.
And right now, even though I could only sense the influence of the light of the stairs instead of sensing it directly, I could tell that the very same force that kept putting my mood down, forcing me down the melancholy and lethargic way...
Was actually a blessing for Fay, actively refining the weave of her aura, reinforcing it, and purifying it from all the leftover imperfections left behind by the trail.
'It's like she's actively advancing to a new level just by breathing the local air,' I thought, perfectly aware of how the very same thing, the silvery light of the stars, had an entirely different effect on supreme like Fay and a supreme like me.
'Maybe it has something to do with how both this trail and the form of Fay's aura weave were designed by the same creator while this very same light of the stars clashes with the intent behind my system and thus the entirety of my aura weave?'
One by one, I continued to come up with various possible explanations... But no matter how many of them I produced in my mind, usually, the very next thought that would follow would point out the inconsistencies, the fatal errors in the logic that pretty much disproved all the ideas that I've got so far.
All of the ideas that I've got so far... save for the few that were too general, too unspecified for there to exist a definitive proof of them being right or wrong.
And also the ideas that would make the trip over this plain much more than what any of the three of us signed up for.