"I lack a proper foundation..."

Anon completely disappeared!

He never lost consciousness. He found himself surrounded in darkness. The only thing he could see was the glowing light from the chains that covered him.

It seemed that he was cursed by the gods of that world.

He couldn't move. He could only think.

"How do I escape this?"

Anon had been banished from that universe entirely! It wasn't simple banishment either. He was constantly getting attacked by the curse of the gods.

It was as if he was sent to his own version of hell.

Every bit of animaxiom generated from his anima generator was being burned. He had reached a balance. He had bottomed out completely.

Anon had a duel soul that meant he stored animaxiom in both of his souls. But even that was useless. He couldn't transform! He was stuck in his base state.

His soul relics were extremely powerful. He had always wondered how he attained them. But he lacked existence consistency. He continued to get attacked by the curse of multiple gods.

Anon didn't sleep or rest. He had long forgotten how to do so. The pain he felt was controllable due to his deification. Thanks to the transformation of his body.

Even in an environment that was essentially a vacuum and lacked most information.

He could still survive!

Had this been any ordinary human. They would've been destroyed in an instant. Their body destroyed by the various curses. The environment wasn't suitable for life.

But this wasn't Anon's first time being trapped in a space like this. When he came to that world. He had barely escaped from a similar situation.

But now he had to deal with the curses draining his energy.

"Maybe I can wait out the curses? My soul relics require a special energy. Surely the gods don't have infinite energy to spend? Especially now..."

Anon remained trapped for years.

He had the memories of being trapped for thousands of years in his domain in the past. So he wasn't mentally shaken from this experience. His body also wasn't physically shaken either.

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The curses didn't seem to weaken over time however.

"It seems I need to be more proactive!"

Anon tried to forcefully transform into his axiom state. But nothing happened.

He tried to struggle free for centuries. But he made no progress.

"Getting sealed sucks. I can't even die..."

"Die..."

"Die..."

"That's it!"

Anon got a moment of enlightenment!

"My requirements for the protagonist halo. I have met all of them. This is just the beginning of my journey!"

"I don't understand the source of my soul relics. So I can't rely on them in this case. Especially since they are in a delicate balance forced upon myself..."

"But my seals! I built those myself!"

"My body is timeless..."

"I have infinite time!"

Anon realized that being trapped might actually be a hidden blessing! Nobody could stop him now!

Seal 9: Concentration

Seal 8: True Vision

Seal 7: Extraordinary Sense

Seal 6: Deification

Seal 5: Divine Sense

Seal 4: Materializer

Seal 3: Virus

Seal 2: False/True

Seal 1: System Integration

Seal 0: Administrator

Anon's original soul had unlocked 'concentration', 'true vision', 'extraordinary sense', and 'deification'.

"Time to unlock the fifth seal!"

"Divine sense!"

Anon was essentially trapped in his body. The divine sense was allowing the mind's eye to wonder away from the body. It was like a mental projection.

He hadn't unlocked it yet.

Anon looked into his sea of consciousness.

"You may have trapped me in this oblivion. But this isn't the end of my story! This is just the start!"

"Mental constructs. I had originally planned to bring the system into my original universe. But that plan didn't adapt to the times. Back when I was trapped in my domain. I failed to build myself a soul that could handle supernatural power. So I had to create this seal system."

"But thanks to my 'anima ward'. Even while I am trapped. My soul is indestructible."

"I also don't even know where I am. If this place even exist at all..."

"But the fact remains. A physical body is weak to seals and manipulation. My 'anima ward' makes it so my soul can't be controlled by others. But if I can find myself in this situation again. What is the point of all that power?"

"I can't rely on animaxiom to escape this..."

"But what if I abandon my body entirely?"

"Unfortunately... I don't know how to do this."

"I should first develop my divine sense and work from there."

Anon got to work in his sea of consciousness. He created himself a spiritual avatar and an environment for cultivation. He then began to contemplate his seals.

"When I left my domain. I had 'locked' everything into place. But clearly some other force messed with my soul. How else did I acquire my soul relics?"

"I need to look at the engine of my soul. I need to see the logic of it!"

So began Anon's journey to unlocking all his seals.

Despite his body being in an insanely uncomfortable state. He really wasn't bothered. Anon spent every moment training his mind.

Thousands of years trapped in this place. His progress was meager. Unlocking the seals required not only time and grinding away at them. It required opportunity!

"What sort of blessings can I run into trapped here? There is nothing!"

Anon didn't give up!

"Fundamentally, what is reality?"

"I have blindly accepted my soul relics of unknown origin. Perhaps the existence that granted me such power is hostile to me..."

"I must first be able to interact with soul!"