A beauty that brings worlds to their knees—black hair, crimson eyes, fair skin, and a voluptuous, seductive body. She wore a white dress.
"Who are you?" I asked calmly. My guard was already up, ready to fight at any moment. Even though I was no match, I would still fight to the bitter end. I couldn't escape either way.
I felt no power nor presence from her, yet the danger I sensed was so potent.
Silence.
"Who are you?" I asked calmly once more.
She smiled and answered. Her melodious voice was enchanting, capable of making anyone lose themselves in it—but not me.
"Yor Genkai, the planet," she replied calmly.
"So you're the planet," I had already figured that out. "What can I help you with, my lady?"
"You're trespassing in the Chaos Sovereignty's territory," Yor said.
Chaos Sovereignty.
A nation born from the Great Phenomenon—the Great Change itself. No one truly knows whether they came from the Great Change or were created alongside it, but those who believe the latter are probably right.
Their territory spans everything except the Given World, Old World, and the Little Cosmic Clouds. They are the rulers of all. What existence once considered supreme is average in their eyes. What was once the pinnacle of all power? Merely a child's toy in their hands.
They are known as the Aeternus Zenithae—"Eternal Apex Entities."
The Old World—the original surface of the planet—was its primordial form before it evolved to an unimaginable extent, growing and expanding to an incomprehensible scale. The Old World was encased by an extremely powerful and massive barrier.
The New World is the added, boundless surface and regions of the planet formed after the Great Change. What was once considered normal has now become unfathomably vast. The smallest planet currently has a diameter beyond ??? entirely, endlessly so. Everything before the Great Change is nothing but dust in comparison—like an ant to a cosmic dragon holding existence between its fingertips.
The Given World was similar to the Old World, the only difference being that it wasn't part of the planet's original surface. It was a given land—a gift to the original natives of the world. Everything afterward was similar to the Old World.
The Cosmic Clouds are the place where the advanced civilizations were thrown by the world—all interstellar and beyond. This topic will be tackled in the future.
Everything was ruled by the Chaos Sovereignty. They say the Old and Given Worlds and the Cosmic Clouds are ruled by their natives, but that is a lie. Everything was theirs from the very beginning—nothing more, nothing less.
That's what the blueprint says, and that's the fact now.
"I don't know how I got here."
Yor smiled and said, "I'll escort you." Without saying more, she teleported him and herself somewhere within this unimaginably boundless planet.
There are over a quintillion Given Worlds on each planet and only one Old World.
Yor and I arrived at one of them—to be precise, the Old World. We teleported fifty trillion light years to reach it. Apparently, my location upon waking was near the Old World.
My vision blurred, and when I regained it, I found myself facing a barrier—a large, dome-shaped barrier. I instinctively spread my magic sense to measure it. The barrier was nineteen trillion miles in diameter. The dome-shaped barrier wasn't really a dome—it was a sphere, its other half buried beneath the ground.
After measuring it from outside, I went in—and there, I discovered a boundless space with no end in sight. No matter how far I stretched my magic sense, I couldn't reach the end. I used every means possible, reaching distances beyond ??? entirely, and still, I couldn't see it.
Yor saw what I was doing and explained, "Multilayered Dimensional Barrier. That's what the barrier before you is—a barrier that protects all the Given and Old Worlds that ever existed. It has countless layers, numbering beyond ??? entirely, endlessly so. No, it's even beyond that—it's hard to explain."
"No one could reach the end of a single layer because the end never existed to begin with. If you wish to travel here, there are only two ways: either find the teleportation arrays created by the barrier itself and challenge its guardian—since no teleportation device or ability except those owned by the barrier can traverse the endless distances of a single layer—or seek the recognition of the barrier and its help. If you do, it will aid your teleportation inside. In the Old World, it will enhance your ability so you can teleport by yourself, or the barrier itself will teleport you in."
After saying that, Yor smiled, grabbed my shoulders, and teleported once more.
My vision blurred, and I found myself at the outskirts of a forest. Beyond the forest lay a vast grassland.
"Now we're here," Yor said.
"Thank you for your help."
"You're welcome. By the way, keep your power under wraps—beneath the Old World level. That's the rule here."
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"In the old power level system, that would be planetary level."
"Understood."
"Well, bye-bye. See you later. Next time we meet, I hope you've regained some of your memories," Yor said sweetly.
"I hope so."
Yor smiled and vanished.
I spread my magic sense once more, engulfing the entire Old World.
The Old World is surrounded by the Multilayer Dimensional Barrier. Once you pass through it, you'll see the black wall encompassing the entire Old World. The wall stands ten miles tall and seven miles thick.
At the very center of the Old World stood a massive structure—a barrier shaped like a tower, or to be precise, a cylinder—hundred billion miles in radius and of a height that goes beyond the Multilayer Dimensional Barrier. It pierced through it and continued skyward, connecting to the barrier that engulfed the planet's atmosphere. Within that Tower Barrier was an unimaginably massive tower that surpassed ??? entirely, endlessly so, within a space even larger than that.
However, I felt something missing—or wrong—but I couldn't pinpoint the reason, so I ignored it for now.
In the distance, a thousand miles away, there was a city—a large city surrounded by fifty-meter-tall walls. The city was circular, with a radius of a hundred miles.
It was divided into eight sections by eight main streets, resembling a sliced pizza from above. At its center stood a five-mile-tall tower.
He lingered for a moment, and his gaze shifted farther away—at a distance part of the continent far north.
There lay a massive city of unimaginable size, encompassed by countless walls numbering beyond ??? entirely, endlessly so.
The farther from the center the walls were, the smaller they became, and the further they extended, the distance between each wall grew unimaginably vast.
Atop those countless walls were barriers stretching toward the sky, forming an endless, cylindrical shield of unfathomable radius.
Those barriers continued upward, piercing the Multilayer Dimensional Barrier and connecting to the one that engulfed the world's atmosphere. At the very center of that city stood an unfathomably massive tower, its diameter beyond ??? entirely, endlessly so, reaching ever upward beyond that scale.
This tower existed everywhere across the Old World—millions of them scattered throughout—with similar layouts of countless walls and a city seated at each center.
My sight locked onto one of those locations.
There were four entrances in its outermost wall, positioned at the four cardinal directions and they were all closed.
His senses shifted back toward the city a thousand miles away.
His target was that city.
The wind blew—and leaves fell, right after he vanished.