27 was born year 5, day 20
27 awakened year 902, day 100
27 Law: Earth
Name: Kalos
Somnus remained focused in the dream realm.
"There are 98 bubbles left... these are sleeping concepts..."
"This entire universe is just a farm to grow these subordinates."
Somnus had an idea.
"What if I extract their source from the universe when they wake up?"
"There aren't alternate realities. If I travel back in time. The future is overwritten. So if I go back to the first year. Ping'yan never would have woke up."
"But if I first extract their completed source. Then even if they are never born. Their memories and personality will be retained. I can then store their sources elsewhere..."
01 = Ping'yan = Cultivation
27 = Kalos = Earth
[???]: 1x earth seed, 1x metal seed, 1x wood seed.
[???]: 1x fire seed, 1x water seed, 1x light seed.
[???]: 1x dark seed, 1x essence of space, 1x essence of time.
"I shall name their home 'concept nexus'."
"They will be in a dormant state. I can then copy this entire nexus and use it as the foundation for new universes!"
Ping'yan was working on cultivation in meditation when she felt her source leave her body against her will! A portal opened up that led out of the universe.
A golden tablet manifested and fused with her source.
Kalos was busy constructing the earth dimension. But his body froze and his source exited his body and flew through the portal.
Another golden tablet appeared and fused with his source.
Both Ping'yan and Kalos left the universe.
"01 and 27 have been accounted for."
Somnus traveled backwards in time.
TS: Year 1, Day 1;
"There is no point in having multiples of the same entity."
Somnus placed a seal on Ping'yan. She was erased from reality. But the original version of herself was safe and sound in the concept nexus.
TS: Year 5, Day 20;
Kalos was erased right after being born. In a way, both Ping'yan and Kalos had become beings without origin.
"Now the next step is finding someone capable of making a metal seed and the metal dimension..."
Somnus had memorized all of the hundred concepts born.
"Those with the metal elemental affinity are born in Year 6."
"There are seven potential concepts..."
Somnus chose the youngest one.
He then traveled through time to the future.
TS: Year 6, Day 12;
Somnus entered the dream of 29.
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Miros's POV(29):
Miros had just entered the dream for the first time. His body was like a concept. No sexual organs, a heavenly appearance. But in the dream, it was still a body of flesh and blood.
He appeared floating in the sky above the imperial city.
He slowly descended as a mob of people surrounded him.
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These were warriors!
Those with a metal heavy concentration in source. They are naturally gifted when it comes to combat. Through his intuition and instincts. Without any special powers.
It was like the foreign blades wielded against him. They were like his own limbs. It was as if he could slightly manipulate them through some sort of force.
He dodged dozens of attacks.
In the sky, nobody seemed to be paying attention to Somnus. He was simply observing the dream. His vision extended across the entire dream. But he hadn't created this dream.
"He seems to be a fighting prodigy!" Somnus thought.
Miros pinched his fingers catching a spear.
It was time for Miros first words...
What would a entity only a few second old say? He said:
"You aren't worthy to wield this..."
"..." Somnus was speechless. He had expected confusion or panic. Miros pulled the spear forward and sent the wielder flying into his hands. He grasped his neck and crushed it. He then threw the paralyzed body to the ground.
When Miros did this. He had stopped dodging. He was impaled by six spears in the back. But he didn't retreat. He tightened his muscles, somehow making the spears unable to be pushed further or withdrawn.
He spinned around and shattered the wooden parts of the spear on his enemies. He sweeped low and cut through multiple soldiers legs.
"This is how you wield a spear!"
Dozens became hundreds! He was fighing against an army!
In the end. He was overwhelmed by the numbers and grew exhausted. His body was covered in cuts. He had lost an arm and a leg. But his body remained straight as if it didn't matter.
"They are able to feel pain even in dreams... this is the will of a newborn!?" Somnus was baffled. He had seen the dream of Kalos. Who had suffered in prison for centuries. This was a huge difference then the fighting spirit shown by Miros.
"It seems the source composition can heavily affect personality. This person is so ruthless to others and himself even on day one..."
Miros died!
The dream was restructured and Miros respawned.
"I'm alive?" Miros was shocked. He then realized that he hadn't thought about his situation. He just felt the joy of fighting.
In front of him was a plains.
There was ten thousand soldiers on one side.
On his side...
There was only him!
"It would seem I've entered Valhalla!" Miros had some fragments of memory from the world will. The world will had some fragments from the players souls from when Visdre was in control.
Miros cracked his neck.
He then charged forward.
TS: Year 16, Day 12;
Today marked a decade since Miros was born.
He spent every single moment alive fighting an exponentially growing army. He wasn't like Ping'yan. He didn't develop cultivation. He instead cultivated his body and will.
His skin had become like iron. His bones like copper. If he lost his legs. He had his arms. If he lost his arms. He had head. His will was unbreakable!
If he died. He simply respawned.
He considered this place heaven! He would die a worthy death!
Somnus had observed him for a decade.
"This person is a little crazy..." Somnus had planned to make him the concept for metal. But he had changed his mind after observing him.
The army vanished and Miros stood up unharmed.
"I won!"
Somnus appeared beside him. Miros went on the offensive in an instant. Somnus held out a finger and blocked each strike of the spear in Miros's hand.
Miros's pupils constricted. He used impressive footwork to distance himself a few meters.
"He is dangerous!" Miros tempered intuition warned him to be careful.
"Fuck it. I'm immortal!" Miros surrounded Somnus and was moving so fast with pure physical strength that after-images were formed.
Somnus's manifestation of a body was just an ordinary one. It was the fact that he was the master of dreams that allowed him to be like a god within them. The whole purpose for all of this was to eventually make a vessel for himself. In other words, he wasn't serious.
He wanted to follow the monarch path. This meant he needed to consume and integrate the elemental seeds.
Somnus felt a sense of danger. Then noticed that he had been beheaded!
"I win!"
Somnus's body got up from the ground and walked towards his head. He placed it back on and said:
"Did you?"
"This guy is also immortal!" Miros thought.
The surface of the skin of Miros became red.
"Death Burst!"
Somnus caught the tip of the spear with his finger. But the force surprised him as he was sent flying.
Somnus sighed as he dusted himself off.
"A mortal body is too weak..."
"But... how about facing yourself?"
A copy of Miros appeared, holding a spear!
"This..." Miros eyes widened in surprise.
"Finally! A worthy opponent!" Miros gave Somnus a thumbs up.
He then rushed into battle with himself.
"What a fighting maniac... Maybe he should be the concept of combat? Fighting? War?" Somnus thought.
"ENOUGH!" Somnus shouted and the world froze.
Miros was confused. He had never seen someone freeze time...
"I am an avatar sent down by the creator of reality. I am Visdre! It is a pleasure to meet you..."
Miros struggled, but realized he couldn't escape.
"I am... Miros..."
"Miros. It has been a decade. You are wasting your talents here. I have come here to train you in the art of creating a dimension. But your fighting spirit has changed your fate."
"How would you like to become the concept of 'combat'?"
"Combat? What is a concept?"
"A concept is the foundational being of a universe. They control the rules of a law and help shape it. Your job as a concept is to create 'combat'."
"I'm sorry. But I decline!"
"Managment isn't my thing. I'd rather continue to hone my skills through battle!"
Somnus did not expect him to decline! He was his creator...
"What if you got to fight other concepts? Perhaps the rules for competition of concepts. Wouldn't that be interesting?"
Miros expression started to twist. After some hesitation, he spoke:
"I accept!"
Somnus smiled.
"Then wake up!"
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29 was born year 6, day 12
29 awakened year 16, day 12
29 Law: Combat
Name: Miros
Somnus extracted Miros's source and put it into the concept nexus. He then traveled to year six, day twelve. He placed a seal over 29 and removed him from the pool of concepts. Just like how he had erased Ping'yan and Kalos.
"Now I have to find someone else to be the sovereign of the metal dimension... There is metal extreme..."