NOVPUB- With Nāgāntaka.
As Nāgāntaka soared through the sky, he carried the creature high above the ground. It writhed weakly, unable to break free, his colossal claws had sunk deep into its translucent body, pinning it with unrelenting force.
The sight was strange and unsettling. Nāgāntaka's claws were clearly visible inside the creature's semi-transparent flesh as if they floated among the strange-colored cloud. Dim pulses of light flickered beneath its skin, fading the higher they rose.
Without warning, Nāgāntaka released his grip.
The creature plunged, tumbling through the air in wild spirals. It flailed its Ribbon-like tendrils of darkness, which may be the one that granted the creature the ability to float, but at this altitude, its movements were sluggish, its flight seemed limited, its power thinning with the atmosphere.
And then, silence.
The connection faded, severed from Taufik's end. Nāgāntaka was alone once more, face-to-face with the unnatural abomination.
The creature tilted its skull-like head again, as if amused. Thin strands of dark mist coiled around its bony limbs. The 'flower' of its mouth twitched, threatening to bloom once more.
Nāgāntaka inhaled deeply, grounding himself.
He had to stall. He had to survive.
Even if he couldn't touch its soul, he could still stand between it and everything else.
His wings flared wide.
"Then come," He growled, lowering his stance, heat surging once more through his veins. "Let's see how long I can keep a soul-eating freak like you entertained"
And the creature moved.
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- Back with Taufik.
"...So unless we use a soul-based attack, we can't kill that creature, huh?... Interesting~" Taufik muttered with a smirk, the echo of his battle still thrumming through his veins. He ended his mental link with Nāgāntaka, the connection fading like mist in the wind.
He stood straight, eyes locked on the portal before him, the Realm Gate, its chaotic vortex humming with unstable energy.
"...I want to enter this Realm Gate," He said, half to himself, his tone contemplative. "But... it would take too long to prepare. *Sigh* Let's just do something else for now"
With a flick of his hand, wings of mana burst into existence behind him, elegant, ethereal, and vast. The air shimmered around him as power surged through his form.
[Master, what's your plan?] The System's voice chimed inside his mind, as calm as ever.
Taufik's eyes narrowed, a grin spreading across his face.
"...Let's create something amazing," He replied. With a powerful flap of his wings, he shot into the sky like a comet of Mana, ascending so fast he nearly breached the upper atmosphere. The world below became a blur of clouds and light.
Hovering high above the planet, he gazed out at the stars and countless flickering lights dotting the land like wounds, each one a gate.
"...System, how many Realm Gates have opened so far?"
[...By this time, it's already 432 Realm Gates, Master]
"*Sigh* That many already?"
[Now it's 435, Master]
Taufik clenched his fist. The mana around him crackled with raw potential.
"...We can't afford to delay this any longer," Taufik said, looking at the Big ball of Green and Blue below, "... Open authority, The Rewrite... "
[...]
[DING]
[Welcome, Architect]
[Reality Script: Earth Worldline - ## Loaded]
[Current Editor: Taufik]
Before him, the sky split apart, and lines of glowing data slashed across the stratosphere like a divine interface.
Laws of nature unraveled in orderly strands.
Histories unfolded like books opened to their final pages.
A translucent projection formed, composed of trillions of interlocked sigils, sequences, and structural constants, the backbone of the Earth's reality.
Taufik hovered before it, not as an intruder, but as a creator.
"...Let's start the rewrite," He said, voice steady. "Anchor the chaos. Build the convergence"
He extended his hand.
[Command: Begin Structural Manifestation - Type: Dimensional Anchor Tower] 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
[Designation: The Infinite Tower]
The Earth below rumbled.
A singular point, once insignificant, ignited in blinding light.
The ground split. The sky bent. A pillar of pure mana surged from the planet's heart, bursting into the heavens with an earth-shaking roar.
And then it began to form.
Floor by floor. Gate by gate. A massive spire, spiraling endlessly toward the stars.
Each level harmonized with a different Realm Gate contained and stabilized in its own dimensional pocket, some blazing with firestorms, others frozen in void silence, others still crawling with life from other universes.
[Current Gate Count Linked: 435]
[Automatic Floor Scaling: ENABLED]
[Access Limiters Imposed - Only Chosen May Ascend]
Taufik's wings dimmed slightly, mana flowing back into his core.
The strain was enormous, yet he remained standing, unshaken.
The sky above still shimmered with the echoes of rewritten reality.
"Changes," He commanded, his voice calm but absolute. "#Only players Level 50 or above may enter The Infinite Tower"
[DING]
[Access Limiters Updated - Only Players Level 50 or Above May Ascend]
The Tower shimmered in response, runes along its spiraling surface shifting to reflect the new law, an invisible barrier forming at its base, repelling those unworthy.
[Is there anything else you'd like to change, Architect?]
Taufik let out a slow breath, eyes surveying the structure that now pierced the heavens. A satisfied smile curved on his lips.
"...No. It's good, for now," He replied.
Then, more softly, as if to the world itself: "…Welcome to the center of all that's coming"
[The Infinite Tower has been fully integrated]
[You now possess Root Access]
His eyes glowed faintly, lit with the same pulsing energy now flowing through the Earth's core, Mana threaded directly into the structure of reality itself.
He turned, gazing toward the distant stars.
"...Now," He whispered, the wind catching his voice as if carrying it across worlds, "Let them come"
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