ARC 1 — PART 6
THE ASCENSION IN THE DIVINE DIMENSION
The moment Árman closed his eyes, the world around him dissolved like mist.
A soft golden ripple spread across his vision, and suddenly—
He was no longer in his bedroom.
No longer in the mortal world.
No longer in Brazil.
He stood—no, he existed—inside his dimension.
A realm born from his third wish.
---HIS GODLY DECREE
Árman raised his tiny five-year-old hand, glowing with a gentle radiance.
His voice, though soft, echoed across the entire dimension:
"Let this world be Earth's twin…
Let there be space, stars, and a solar system…
Let life fill this world—animals, dragons, elves…
Let them know me as their god…
Let there be peace. Love. Harmony."
His decree rolled through the land like a sacred wind.
Dragons roared in reverence.
Elves placed hands over their hearts.
Every beast lowered its head.
A new world was born.
A perfect world.
His world.
THE GOD REALM OF ÁRMAN AZEVEDO
The sky above was a sweeping gradient of gold and violet, shimmering like divine silk.
Nebulas drifted lazily across the heavens.
A radiant sun hung in the distance—his sun—warm, gentle, and responding to his presence.
Below him stretched a breathtaking land:
Forests of crystal trees.
Floating mountains veined with glowing runes.
Oceans that reflected the sky like polished glass.
Dragons slept curled upon cloud islands.
Elves danced beneath silver waterfalls.
Animals roamed freely—lion-like beasts with wings, deer made of stardust, foxes with six tails.
Every creature looked up the moment Árman appeared.
And they knew.
Their god had arrived.
Their creator.
Their king.
Their everything.
Árman floated down from the sky, carried by his own divine authority, and approached the massive golden throne waiting for him.
The Divine Throne—a seat made entirely of light, shaped by his will, pulsing with his power.
He sat.
The universe bowed.
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THE SYSTEM ACTIVATES
As he settled deeper into the throne, a familiar cold-blue window appeared before him.
[SYSTEM: Fully Active in Divine Realm]
[Master's Authority: Unlimited]
Árman inhaled.
This was the moment he had waited for.
"System," he said calmly in his mind,
"start buying everything. All Superman templates."
DING!
[PURCHASE COMPLETE: Kryptonian (Kal-El) Template — 1% unlocked]
[PURCHASE COMPLETE: Superman Prime Template — 1% unlocked]
[PURCHASE COMPLETE: All-Star Superman Template — 1% unlocked]
[PURCHASE COMPLETE: Cosmic Armor Superman Template — 1% unlocked]
[PURCHASE COMPLETE: Superboy Prime Template — 1% unlocked]
And dozens more…
Every Superman version ever known.
All added.
All active at 1%.
Then—
BZZZZT!
The system trembled.
[ALERT: One-Click Max Level Skill Detected]
[ALERT: 10,000x Fold Multiplier Detected]
Árman's heartbeat quickened.
"System," he whispered,
"apply max level."
DING—!!!
[ONE-CLICK MAX LEVEL ACTIVATED]
[ALL SUPERMAN TEMPLATES RAISED FROM 1% → 100%]
[10000x FOLD MULTIPLIER ACTIVATED]
[QUALITY OF ALL TEMPLATES INCREASED BY 10,000x]
[TEMPLATES REACH TRANSCENDENT CLASS]
Knowledge poured into his head—how to fly faster than light, how to tear dimensions open, how to manipulate energy, how to absorb suns, how to rewrite matter.
Techniques.
Instincts.
Combat mastery.
Everything.
As if he had lived for billions of years.
But it wasn't done.
Not yet.
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THE MERGE BEGINS
Árman's voice echoed:
"System…
merge all templates."
Silence.
Then—
BOOOOM!!!
A cosmic shockwave blasted across the dimension.
[MERGE & SYNTHESIS ACTIVATED]
[FUSING: All Superman Templates]
[QUALITY BOOSTED BY 10,000x MULTIPLIER]
[CREATING: UNIQUE SUPERMAN TEMPLATE]
And then—
Pain.
Real, terrifying, unimaginable pain.
Árman arched back on the throne, mouth open in a silent scream.
His bones cracked.
His muscles tore.
His organs liquefied and reformed.
His skin glowed white-hot.
Blood streamed from his nose, eyes, ears, nails—everywhere.
His body wasn't evolving.
It was being remade.
Every cell rewritten.
Every strand of DNA reforged.
Every atom restructured.
Dragons fell from the sky in shock.
Mountains shook.
Oceans roared.
This wasn't transformation.
It was ascension.
Six hours passed.
Six hours of endless agony.
Six hours of divine rebirth.
And finally—
Silence.
Árman opened his eyes.
They were no longer human eyes.
Golden irises.
Layered pupils.
A faint cosmic glow behind them.
A new race.
A divine being.
A species higher than angels, gods, or cosmic entities.
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THE NEW STATUS WINDOW
The system chimed weakly, as if drained.
DING…
A massive golden window opened.
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[STATUS — ÁRMAN AZEVEDO]
Race: Transcendent Celestial-Kryptonian God
Age: 5
Realm: Divine Dimension (Creator)
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[UNIQUE TEMPLATE]
SUPERMAN: INFINITE ORIGIN (UNIQUE)
Type: Singular Existence
Quality: Beyond 10,000x → Omni-Transcendent
Description:
A template forged from every Superman variant in existence, multiplied by 10,000x quality, then fused into a singular entity through Merge & Synthesis.
This template represents a being capable of surpassing all physical, metaphysical, conceptual, and cosmic boundaries.
Effects:
Infinite Physical Potential
Infinite Energy Absorption
Infinite Growth Speed
Multiversal Adaptation
Conceptual Invulnerability
Total Solar Conversion
Dimension Manipulation
Godforce Field
Cosmic Awareness
Beyond Speed of Light ×∞
Strength Without Limit
Invulnerability Without Limit
Healing Beyond Instantaneous
Existence Rewrite Immunity
Thought-Speed Processing × Infinite
Sensory Perception Across Universes
Etc
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[SKILLS]
Language Master (Max + 10,000x Fold)
Understand, speak, read, and write every language that exists or will ever exist.
Auto-learns new languages on contact.
Works across races, species, dimensions, and telepathic formats.
One-Click Max Level Skill (Max)
Any skill, template, or item instantly becomes fully mastered.
Max Comprehension (Max + 10,000x Fold)
Learns anything instantly with perfect retention.
Allows understanding of concepts beyond human or cosmic logic.
10,000x Fold Multiplier (MAX)
Every action multiplied by 10,000x.
Every ability enhanced by 10,000x.
Every resource multiplied.
Every training result exponentially improved.
Works on skills, power, strength, speed, wealth, and even luck.
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Árman exhaled slowly.
His divine world bowed to him.
His system hummed in loyalty.
And he—
Árman Azevedo—
was no longer just a miracle child.
He was a god reborn.
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