"I believe we’ve offered far more than anyone else, haven’t we?" Kayden smiled as he saw the old man struggle to find a response. "Gather a few thousand mages with proficiency in spatial laws and move your city to my world. We will provide all the resources needed for this task. Additionally, Atena will personally guide you in achieving your goals."
This was Kayden’s trump card. At this stage, he had laid all his cards on the table. The old man likely wouldn’t refuse, but…
"No, I won’t abandon this world."
"You’re willing to lose your life’s work and keep fighting for it? Because once your master dies, everyone will descend upon this planet like madmen. They won’t come as allies but as slavers. Your work will most likely be destroyed." Kayden’s words, a mix of veiled threats and calculated truths, planted seeds of fear directly in the old man’s heart.
"Give me a few days to think it over," the old man finally replied after several moments of intense deliberation. Kayden and Atena nodded and left, heading toward the next master of unique professions.
Over the following days, Kayden visited dozens of mages, systematically recruiting many of them to his cause. His overwhelming spiritual presence was too much for most to resist. Masters of potions, who had spent millions of years perfecting their craft, were reduced to impressionable apprentices in his presence.
Kayden gathered experts in diverse fields: arcanists specializing in ancient curses, weavers of mana, manipulators of memory crystals, enchanters of living artifacts, and engineers of battle golems. Each of these individuals was a pioneer in their respective crafts, with knowledge that challenged even the laws of the universe.
Within a matter of days, Kayden had assembled the foundation he needed to secure his world’s dominance. These individuals didn’t realize they were stepping into one of the most sophisticated traps ever conceived. Once the gods departed from this universe... Kayden planned to modify their very souls. He would gain absolute control over their wills without them ever realizing it.
Ethics and morality had long been stripped from Kayden’s mind over the millions of years he had lived. His goal was to transform all these talented individuals into instruments of his ambitions—it was only a matter of time. Atena’s contributions have been pivotal in achieving this. Kayden found himself constantly surprised by the depth of her knowledge.
Whether it was alchemy, runes, or forging Atena’s expertise was vast and unmatched. Nearly every secondary profession in this universe bore traces of her influence from her past.
"I accept your proposal. I, Ryan Runic, hereby form an unbreakable partnership with the Master of the World," declared the first mage they had visited, finally yielding after days of consideration.
Time passed, and Kayden’s world transformed into an inexplicable powerhouse. Every individual within was far above the universal average in terms of strength. The number of nine-ray mages was dozens of times higher than any other organization in the universe. Furthermore, the secondary arts practiced within his world were the most advanced across the cosmos.
The mages Kayden had recruited eventually migrated to his world. Some arrived within the first few days, others took centuries, and a few required millennia, but all arrived over the years that followed. Kayden’s offer was too compelling, and his manipulation of their souls ensured compliance.
Kayden built an elite force of nine-ray mages, each with nine realms. At this point, his organization ranked among the top ten in terms of refined power. However, in sheer numbers, he didn’t even make the top 1,000, as his world’s limited population couldn’t compete with the nearly infinite legions boasted by other organizations. While others controlled thousands of worlds, Kayden had only one.
But this limitation was something Kayden had foreseen. From the beginning, he had discussed it with Yan, prioritizing quality over quantity. His strategy was clear: to cultivate an elite force rather than mass armies. Now, Kayden could rival almost any organization in confrontation. Moreover, the secondary arts within his world continued to progress at an extraordinary pace.
Numerous geniuses emerged—individuals who had previously lacked the opportunity to showcase their potential. In Kayden’s world, every mage could pursue their aspirations without the burden of survival. Rune knowledge was freely accessible, and the recruitment of local mages by various organizations significantly simplified development.
Kayden’s world was sealed from the rest of the universe. Only select individuals, specifically chosen, could enter—and only with a special invitation. These invitations were issued solely by the nine-ray mages Kayden had recruited long ago. Eight-ray mages were no longer even counted; their numbers had grown too vast to track.
If one considered all the eight-ray mages within the top 100 universal organizations, Kayden’s world alone accounted for roughly 20% of them. This level of power was unprecedented, and the growth showed no signs of slowing.
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At this moment, Yan stood before all his children and Kayden. Matheus had found his soulmate—a petite woman under 150 centimeters, with black hair. Though an ordinary mage, she had reached the ninth realm entirely supported by the resources Matheus provided.
"The time has come, my children," Amanda said, clutching Yan tightly, unable to stop her tears. To some, this might seem like a display of weakness, but even Yan’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. "In a few hours, we will leave. This is goodbye."
Each child reacted differently to this moment. Only Kayden and Atlas remained unaffected, their expressions stoic. Both had altered their souls to such an extent that even moments like this failed to stir their emotions.
"After much thought over these millions of years, I have decided to leave a part of my inheritance to each of you." At that moment, Kayden was surprised. When Yan was talking about inheritance, he was referring to the treasures he had conquered that were of divine level or almost at that level. They were not just riches that would be easily found, they were items that would help him on his new journey. "Mathew, I will leave you my legacy. You grew from an arrogant brat to a true leader. You cared about your brothers first rather than your title. I hope you will honor my memory."