"What the hell..."

The teacher looked at John with a look of disappointment.

"You aren't the first to try to break the curse... sadly you failed."

"You remind me of myself. I'm quite good at formations as well."

John was interested in such a curse. Time here seemed to not matter at all.

Every year he spent here was barely a few milliseconds in his universe or even the wizard world.

In fact, time seemed to even be reversing.

A few minutes should of passed for his universe. But time had instead reversed by a few seconds!

John searched his memories for anything, any way to escape this loop.

John tried to convince the teacher to let him build a formation. But whenever he would stand up or try to pull supplies out of his soulverse. He would find himself in a daze and back at his desk listening to the lecture.

The lesson continued.

John decided to do something a little risky.

He raised his hand to ask a question.

"Are you aware of the cosmic order?"

The teacher grabbed their head and screamed. They began to mutter.

"Cosmic Order...?"

They repeated this.

Soon the entire class was staring at John.

John felt an invisible pressure. Something wasn't right!

But it was as if it was all an hallucination. The teacher was back to normal. Nobody was staring at John. There was no enemy.

The teacher laughed.

There was a look of longing in his eyes.

"The Cosmic Order is the highest stratum of reality. Perhaps only someone with a mysterious destiny can explore it. Even I don't know much about it."

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John asked another question.

"What about existing without a soul?"

The teacher answered:

"It is very much possible. You just need to survive in the abyss."

John had been sent to the abyss when fighting against the principal of Ignis Academy.

He however didn't know that he was sent there.

"What is the abyss?"

The teacher spoke:

"The abyss is nonexistence. It is where every entity goes upon being erased."

"So to exist without a soul. You must be able to exist in nonexistence?"

"It is more complicated then that. But that is a step, yes."

John tried to ask more questions. But the teacher told him to stop changing the topic.

John continued to listen to the same lessons over and over again.

After ten thousand years, he had grown numb.

After a hundred thousand years. Negative time had passed in his universe.

It felt like his brain was struggling to handle the repeated information.

John was able to ask a question every few centuries.

Until he asked a question that enlightened the teacher.

"How does one become a concept?"

"??- Oh my! That is genius!"

The teacher then left without answering him.

John sat in the classroom out of habit waiting for the teacher to return.

But they never did.

Soon... one by one. The people that were in his classroom went out of their daze and stood up in disbelief.

One person left.

Then another.

Soon it was just John left.

"Where did everyone go?"

John then walked up to the front of the class and began teaching. He had completely memorized the path the teacher had described. What he taught wasn't spoken in words. It was in ideas.

Soon... new students showed up.

John answered their questions to the best of his ability.

After doing this for millions of years.

He saw himself enter the classroom in confusion.

He then noticed that his body looked just like that of last teacher.

A floating jelly fish.

He didn't care though... he would continue to teach.

Until that student asked something that ignited his mind.

"How does one become a concept?"

John soon had millions of different thoughts in his mind. His destiny had become Paradoxical!

He soon had five words that would be the concept he would carve out of nothingness!

"??- Oh my! That is genius!"

He left the classroom

He wandered the hallway as he spoke out the five words.

"Beyond"

"Myriad"

"Overflow"

"Create"

"Generator"

He then took parts of these words to make a new word which would be his concept.

The 'E' from Beyond.

The 'M' from Myriad

The 'Flow' from Overflow

The 'Crea' from Create

The 'Gen' from Generator.

'EMFLOWCREAGEN'

This would be the original incarnation he would become.

"This is a brand new concept that doesn't exist. A brand new word."

As for what the word meant? It was mostly nonsense.

Further then many much established conversions.

B.M.O.C.G

This was a concept that didn't exist anywhere.

Beyond meant going further.

Myriad encapsulated all of the things.

Overflow meant an excess.

Create was bringing something into existence.

Generator was converting that into something usable.

He would be going further to capture all of the laws, until he would have more then he could handle. He would bring into existence a sublime generator.

A formation among formations.

John was muttering to himself in a manic state.

He then felt extraordinarily calm.

It was then that he noticed... he was sitting underneath the waterfall meditating.

It was no longer falling in reverse.