Year 514 — April 24
The first light of morning was coming after filtering through the window and after those events of yesterday, the next day had arrived. I, after getting up from my bed, had also become fresh, but the mind was still entangled in those memories of yesterday. Yesterday's day was quite dangerous and tiring, but thankfully, by luck now everything is fine.
On my study table was kept that mysterious diary. I had also received some information from that 'Oveis Land' diary, yes, but perhaps it is of no use to me, because anyway in that diary, more than information, pages were about the story of a character named 'Albim'.
Standing near the window, I started to think— but that unknown man who was seen above the rock in the end, after all who was he? Had he finished Albim right there?
That person in a black hood holding a 'Scythe' weapon did not look like any ordinary hunter. But then I thought, no! It cannot be so. Albim was a quite strong warrior and he already had a 'Hallowed weapon' 'Mediator', received from the Wind God, present with him.
A technical question flashed in my mind— but why has it been called a 'special item' in that story? Then I made an estimate. Perhaps it could be that when this story was written, then 'Paragon items' must have been called 'special items' only. With time, definitions change; but in the current time, Paragon items have started being called 'Hallowed'.
Anyway, whatever the matter may be, at that time Albim was quite strong so he would not have been finished. He cannot be finished so easily. Therefore it could be that whoever wrote this story, he might have left it half-finished, or else the story which is in this diary is only half the part of Albim's story.
Seeing the thickness of that diary, it was clear that the entire life of a great warrior cannot be contained in this. Because writing such a story in such a small diary makes no logic. Perhaps the story which is in this diary must have been written by copying from the real story. The real tale will perhaps be buried in some other old book, and this diary just tells about one part of that story.
But whatever it may be, today's day is different. The hard work of weeks had brought color and I have learned to do the Aurum Cultivation process almost well. This was faster than my expectation but now it was time to push forward my limits. And for this, now I could test a theory of mine and could make my Aurum Cultivation process even faster.
After which, for doing Aurum Cultivation, I sit on my bed after folding my legs. I closed my eyes and began to join the rhythm of my breaths with the heartbeat of the universe. I wanted to try to do the Aurum Cultivation process by a different Method.
This way was full of risk. With the help of this, first of all, I do not cross that last Imaginary thin line between the connection of a Paragon and the 'Mother Tree'. At a Dark place and at this State, my thinking was feeling wandered to me, as if I am floating in some deep void.
But I did not step back. And remaining in that same state, I start to Imagine a Black round sphere in front of me. In the beginning, this was a little difficult for me, because changing mental concentration into a big sphere was very difficult for me. But when I Imagined it in the form of a Concentrated point, then I was able to change it gradually into a large Sphere.
But after all, why was I doing this?
Actually, as much as I have been able to understand the process of Aurum Cultivation, according to that, Aurum Cultivation works on the concept of 'Isolation'. It depends on how after all the Bond between a Paragon and the Mother Tree is being formed. In ordinary cultivation, energy gets scattered, and external influence also is there to quite an extent, but this method of mine, which is also called the 'Sphere pocket method', works over that same concept of isolation.
This was like making an artificial world where energy would be entirely in my captivity. When I had Imagined that sphere in front of me, then now I will have to put my Consciousness inside it. This was the most dangerous part. I gathered my entire mental strength in one place and put my consciousness inside that sphere.
Suddenly, the light but understandable noise of the external world stopped. I was now in such a place where except me there was no one else.
But the work was not finished yet because I still had to make the 'Isolation' even more Deep. Descending into this depth of cultivation meant to cut oneself off completely from reality. For which I had to use the Sphere Pocket method again and enter into the Second Face of the Sphere Pocket method.
I again concentrated my mental energy. For which I started repeating the method again. I imagined a concentrated point and after making it big changed it into a sphere and then put my consciousness into it. And in the blink of an eye, I again reached a dark place for the second time. But this place was different from the first one. Here the paths were not so entangled for me.
I was now in such a place where even in the darkness millions of Possibilities were Existing, which were looking absolutely beyond my reality and thinking. Those possibilities were passing from before me like some blurred shadow, and anyway for me they had no meaning because here things were in my control indeed, but that thing which I was searching for was not present here at all, just some memory of it was present here.
I wanted to go even deeper. But then remaining in that same place I thought for a little while more and took the decision to go into the 'Third Face' of the Sphere Pocket. This was a dangerous gamble. After which, for entering into the Third Face, I started repeating the same method and once more created that imaginary sphere of mine and once more put my consciousness inside it.
But this time's experience was hair-raising. This time the conditions were different because after coming here itself I had realized that this place is a different Existence. A strange fear and awe was born in my mind; for me this was a quite surprising thing to know because I had not made this estimate that the Sphere Pocket method would be so unique and special in this world.
Anyway, but now perhaps I had reached that place for which I was in search because here in this world I was completely joined with the paths of existence—a place where many truths of history were present. Those truths, which were buried for centuries. Perhaps such truths that if I found out, then my end could also happen.
And as much as I have been able to know about this world, according to that, in this world Knowledge Equals Corruption and in the end that same corruption can become the cause of your end. Knowledge in this world was like a poison. Therefore I did not try to know too much about this place either. Right now I just did that for which I had come here.
I suddenly saw those vines in front of me which are hanging after climbing from the 'Mother Tree'. Those vines were floating in the air and from them 'Green light' was also coming out which slowly reduces its Glow and suddenly makes its glow sharp. This sight was magical. I was surprised seeing them here that after all what are these doing here? At this place no end of theirs was visible, they were just swaying before me like the open hair of a woman.
But I did not think much at that time and going to one of those vines, caught it with my hands. And as soon as I touched one of them, I felt a supernatural vibration. As soon as it came into my hands it stopped swaying, but after holding it in my hand for some moments, I felt like a jerk in my body and I lost control over my consciousness.
My existence as if began to scatter. And my Heartbeat became fast and at that moment there was a strange feeling inside me, I was feeling as if I am falling into some pit. And some moments after this, my eyes opened and finally I was now in front of the 'Mother Tree'.
The environment all around me was calm. For me things were not looking changed, but I knew this somewhere or other that what I wanted to do, I have done that. After which, becoming carefree, I went near the Mother Tree and started my Aurum Cultivation process.
I did it normally only like every time, but I felt a different effect of it upon myself this time. At this time I was able to cultivate more well and that light lullaby-like voice coming from the Mother Tree had now started to be understood even better.
Time as if had stopped. I just cultivated for 20 minutes and slowly started to come out from this state. After some moments my eyes opened on my bed and my Aurum Cultivation process of today was completed.