Silence.
But it was not an ordinary silence—it was the stillness before creation, the breath before the first word, the void between dying stars.
Jin opened his eyes.
He stood in a place unlike anything he'd ever seen.
There was no sky—only endless shelves stretching infinitely in every direction, each one filled with books glowing faintly with spectral light. The ground beneath him reflected nothing, yet he stood. Every breath he took felt heavy, like inhaling divine truth.
This was no library.
This was the Akashic Records.
"Where am I…?" Jin whispered.
A low hum answered him, like reality itself speaking in code.
"You're standing inside all that has ever been known."
Nyreth emerged from between the shelves, as if he had always been there.
"You now exist beyond your identity," he said, voice resonant. "In this place, time bows. Language burns. You may read anything. Learn everything. But beware—truth is heavier than any blade."
Jin nodded and turned toward the nearest shelf. His eyes scanned titles: The First War of Gods, Mechanics of Causality, Blueprints of Forgotten Stars...
But one book called to him. It pulsed.
He pulled it from the shelf. The Truth of the World.
He opened it—and light engulfed him.
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Fragmented Existence
"Our universe is merely a Fragment of a far greater construct."
Jin was no longer standing. He was floating.
As the words formed in his mind, visions flooded in—galaxies collapsing, timelines looping, entire civilizations screaming into silence.
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I. Fragment
A Fragment is a self-contained Multiverse, infinitely layered with universes, timelines, and potentialities.
A Fragment contains ∞ Universes × ∞ Timelines.
Governed by: Primordial Dream—a sentient cosmic consciousness that regulates structure, memory, and causality within the Fragment.
"They are living constructs. Each one breathing stories, decisions, and paradoxes. No two are alike. No one can see them whole."
Jin saw the Fragment he was born in—his Fragment—shimmering like a bubble amidst endless others.
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II. High Complex Multiverse
Infinite Fragments orbiting one another form the High Complex Multiverse.
Governed by: The Primordial Cloud—a supreme meta-consciousness that transcends all Primordial Dreams.
Only Chronos, the personification of Time, holds dominion over this structure.
"Here, time does not move. Time is. Cause and effect become interchangeable. All narratives blur into divine equations."
Jin watched as golden threads weaved between Fragments, realities interlacing like neural pathways in a mind too vast to define.
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III. Central World
"The seed of all cosmic architecture."
A Central World is a divine axis—a heart around which countless Fragments form.
Each contains within it:
Infinite Fragments
Both Primordial Dream and Primordial Cloud
"Each Central World is a divine pulse—an unshattered heart of origin. From them, the Fragments bloom."
Jin saw one—trembling like a heartbeat made of fire and gravity—breathing creation into existence with every pulse.
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IV. True Space
"The Cosmic Ocean where Central Worlds drift like divine constellations."
A boundless realm, True Space contains:
∞ Central Worlds
Laws, Logic melted down into suggestions
Time and space breathing like lungs
"Here, even the gods forget their shape. Thought becomes creation. Memory becomes distance."
Jin's mind screamed as he floated through it—entire dimensions passed through him like dreams.
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V. True Outer Space
"That which transcends all. Beyond dimension. Beyond the reach of gods."
This was not void.
It was null-definition.
Where even reality gives up trying to exist.
"Here, form dissolves. Meaning erodes. This is not darkness—it is anti-being. Thought shatters trying to understand it."
Even Nyreth's presence flickered as he spoke of it.
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VI. Dark Dimensional Plane
"Hidden. Undying. Perpendicular to the cosmos. As long as darkness exists, it can always be reborn."
A realm born from paradox. Hidden within the True Outer Space.
Contains one Unholy Realm:
1. The True Abyss
Created by A Monarch
Realm of entropy, anti-memory, void-born life
Transcends Space, Time, and Thought, Reality, Probablity, Logic, Identity, Existence
"There, even your soul will forget its name. The Creator do not rule the Abyss. He is the Abyss."
Jin saw it—a yawning maw of infinite mouths, whispering with the voices of forgotten gods.
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VII. The Eternal Path
"The final road. Beyond Transcendence. Beyond Even Meaning. It exists beyond the True Outer Space."
A metaphysical axis that connects all fragments, all realms. It is the thread of truth—connecting origin to unbeing.
Contains three ultimate realms:
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1. The True Horror Domain
Realm or Residence of the Monarchs—outerversal entities whose Will shapes Reality.
Realms are self-manifested reflections of each Monarch's identity
The stronger their ego, the larger their world
"To enter their domain is to drown in who they are."
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2. Lunar World
Realm of soul-cycles, memory, fate, and reincarnation.
Contains the Lunar Lake, a reservoir of collective memory,
Governs: Fate, Destiny, Reincarnation.
At its heart: The Cup of Reincarnation
"The blueprint of Absolute Creation. The draft of existence. Where journeys begin, and where they return."
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3. Nothingness
The True End. Beyond even death. It contains absolute Non Existence
Where all that is fades
Not destruction—but unbeing
No echo. No identity. No survival.
"Even the Void fears this place. It is the final silence. Where not even memory can whisper."
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Jin dropped the book.
His breathing was ragged. His hands trembled.
He looked at Nyreth. "So this… this is the truth of reality?"
Nyreth nodded, his voice softer now. "This is what Monarchs glimpse. What they wield. What they are."
Jin clutched his chest. "Then what am I? In all of this?"
Nyreth's eyes gleamed. "You are a crack. A fracture. An anomaly that was never meant to know. And that, Jin…"
He stepped closer.
"…makes you more dangerous than any god."