Author’s note: we will keep the chapters to 1 and a half while I’m traveling (man doesn’t live by writing alone)
The conversation lasted for hours, as Kayden gave a true masterclass on manipulating forces and creating monsters. The woman initially listened skeptically, but over time, she practically devoured every word Kayden said.
"Boy, my name is Reyna Jyn, and I owe you an eternal debt," Reyna said. Kayden had extended the conversation to bombard Reyna’s soul with positive feelings about him; practically everything here was orchestrated by him. "We’ve talked so much, but what is your real goal in coming here?"
"I need to speak with the Father. He and I share a debt that transcends time," Kayden said in a neutral tone, and his next words nearly made Reyna faint: "My name is Kayden Heart."
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Imagine a vast city stretching over a thousand kilometers—a colossal metropolis where cutting-edge technology seamlessly blends with nature. Called **"Nebulon,"** it serves as the intergalactic capital, the main hub for trade, knowledge, and diplomacy throughout the galaxy. Its borders seem endless, with silver towers reaching into the sky, connected by floating bridges and magnetic transport systems that slice across the horizon at incredible speeds. Despite its vastness, Nebulon is surprisingly green, filled with immense parks that interrupt the technological skyscrapers with the softness of lush forests and crystal-clear lakes.
At the heart of the city, **Aurora Park** stands out as one of the largest parks on the planet, covering an area equivalent to several smaller towns. In this park, nature and technology coexist perfectly: enormous trees have leaves that capture sunlight and convert it into renewable energy to power nearby buildings. Interactive holograms guide visitors along trails where they can learn about the biodiversity of hundreds of different planets, as alien species of flora and fauna have been introduced into artificially created microclimates.
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The city is divided into several districts, each with its function and architecture. The **Galactic District** houses the headquarters of the largest corporations in the universe, while the **Ambassadors’ District** serves as a meeting point for diplomats from thousands of planets, with each building designed to reflect the cultural aesthetics of its respective civilization. Away from the corporate and diplomatic zones, the **Zenon District** is home to the intergalactic academies of science, technology, and medicine, where students and scientists from all over the galaxy collaborate on projects to advance humanity and other intelligent species.
Transportation in Nebulon is a spectacle in itself. Vehicles levitate effortlessly a few meters off the ground, crossing the city in seconds, powered by fusion energy and anti-gravity systems. For even greater distances, space-folding portals allow citizens to travel instantly to different planets and orbital stations.
No common mage was allowed to fly freely in this city for two main reasons. The first was that aerial traffic would be chaotic—a high-speed mage of great power could accidentally kill a lower-ranked mage just by bumping into them. The second reason was one of privilege—only those with the highest standing in society held the right to fly freely in this city. Anyone else would simply be killed by the city’s defense runes.
Kayden was floating alongside Reyna toward an area where only false gods could enter. Since he had revealed his name to her, the way he was being treated had changed completely, becoming almost reverential.
The city’s center was where only the truly powerful resided, though, in truth, it was a meeting place, as those at the top rarely lived in a society in a normal way—they needed far more space, free from other beings. The center of the city occupied an astounding 10% of its total area, yet housed less than 0.0001% of the population. It was a glaring inequality, with massive parks and temples throughout, and each resident was free to decorate their space as they saw fit.
Reyna was a very powerful individual but by no means among the most elite. She had a mansion roughly a kilometer long in one of the middle points of the center, surrounded by some false gods and deities from other organizations.
"We’ll wait here for a bit; it seems all the gods are gathered for a mission," Reyna said after a few minutes of trying to contact her superiors.
What was so enormous that it required the participation of all the gods in the universe? Whatever it was, it must be something monstrous. Kayden couldn’t even begin to imagine such a thing—probably just a large meeting, he thought.
"Is there a place where I can go to train around here?" Kayden wanted to fight those of equal strength; he was missing high-level battles.
"There’s a space plane open just for people to train. Only eight-ray mages can enter. Most of the beginner false gods
are there right now," Reyna said. She wasn’t sure of Kayden’s exact power level, but she assumed it wasn’t low.
"Please, take me there," Kayden asked politely, and after a brief flight at maximum speed, they arrived at a building with dozens of rooms. At that moment, Kayden’s perception completely shifted.
The building’s ancient stone walls supported sturdy wooden doors, each marked with arcane symbols and protective runes. Passing through any of these doors didn’t lead into a simple room, but into a dimensional rift that opened into specific planes, carefully designed for masters of different arts. In one, the clang of blacksmiths’ hammers echoed in a realm of fire and metal, where flaming forges were fueled by pure magic. In another, the air thrummed with fire’s energy, controlled by mages whose towers floated above seas of lava.
Each dimensional space was its immutable reality, self-sustaining, with infinite resources for those who mastered their disciplines. In the depths of one plane, alchemists worked with rare ingredients that flourished under moons of various colors. A floor above, a realm of calm and meditation housed monks who cultivated their inner power among mountains wrapped in mystical mist. The building, though discreet and not highly trafficked, was a central point for the greatest minds and artisans in the multiverse, who gathered there in search of improvement and wisdom.
This building was interconnected with what they called the World of Geniuses, a spatial plane with dozens of worlds. There were many points in the universe where one could enter, ranging from distant, small worlds to the enormous main citadel of the false gods.
This was the largest joint effort the entire universe had ever undertaken. All organizations could place their geniuses in these environments, but they had to educate them about the rules. It was a development-focused environment.
Each person was assigned a ranking from 1 to 5, based on their importance in the world’s dynamics. The overwhelming majority were ranked at level one, with a few at level two. False gods were almost always ranked level three.
In this place, organizations did not exist. Everything was governed by the council, which enforced the rules and managed all of the world’s organizations. Many ordinary beings of strength were used as labor, a fair exchange considering they could benefit from an environment with many opportunities.
All of the greatest geniuses in the universe were given the chance to be in this place, which was populated almost exclusively by eight-ray mages and above. Moreover, the resources here simulated the real world perfectly; the laws of the universe were flawless.
This was the ultimate proof that all the gods had to work together to balance most of the universe’s laws in this place. Once they had established about 70% of them—a task that took millions of years—the universe automatically completed the rest.
They had essentially created a second interconnected universe. Each planet in this place had an absurdly large dimension and was at a proportional distance from a star that illuminated all the planets together, making the day cycle last around 36 hours and the night 14 hours.
The building itself had few details. Reyna took Kayden directly to one of the rooms, and as soon as they passed through the door, Kayden felt the entire environment change. It was so fast that he didn’t even have time to blink.
It had been a long time since he had made a spatial leap. His soul adjusted to the new environment, and he immediately felt slightly stronger in this place because the universe’s laws were a bit less rigid.
"This is the center. You will be identified and assigned a ranking. Since we don’t know your value yet, you’ll probably get something between levels one and two," Reyna said. Kayden doubted very much that he would rank so low.
"What are the rewards for each level?"
"For the first levels, you’re just a regular person. Those at level two have slightly greater rights, but nothing significant. Levels three and four start enjoying special privileges: priority access to high-value missions, VIP auctions for rare magical items, and ancient artifacts, where only the most powerful can compete. Their accommodations transform into luxurious private residences with exclusive services, like personal magic masters and specialized servants. Additionally, they get priority in restricted areas and are treated like true nobles, with much lighter laws for minor transgressions and, in some cases, partial immunity from severe punishments." Reyna spent the next few minutes explaining the advantages to Kayden.