Abyssal Lord Of The Magi World

"Teacher Karin, is it true that the Daybreak Universe's landmass has structures built by the Samsara Eternal Emperor?"

"Fool, the entire Daybreak Universe was crafted by the Samsara Eternal Emperor!"

"Hmph, you two don't know anything. My father told me that the Samsara Eternal Emperor created all universes. He said we aren't really merging into a new landmass; we're merely returning to our origin!"

"What are you talking about? The Samsara Eternal Emperor was born in the Prima Universe, and then he went to explore other universes, bringing them peace and prosperity. Had he created all universes, we would have been a utopia from the beginning."

"All of you are wrong. What the Samsara Eternal Emperor did was fill the Emptiness with seeds that gave birth to countless universes."

As one might anticipate, the Great Multiversal Convergence excited the children. After all, their home would merge with the Daybreak Universe, granting them access to a realm beyond their wildest imaginations.

For children who wanted nothing more than to explode and see the wonders of the universe, there was nothing more magnificent than the home of the Samsara Eternal Emperor.

Some even dreamed about meeting the legendary figure in the future, gaining the title of Knight of the Daybreak Multiversal Empire, and freeing other universes. 

A faint smile graced the young dragon teacher's face upon seeing the children's enthusiasm, but her eyes narrowed, noticing Azan's lack of participation in the discussion.

Karin found this peculiar; Azan was an enigma. Despite being of the Eldar Race, he lacked any real bloodline aura, and among the class, his body and soul were the frailest.

There was also the fact that, unlike the other children who were eager to train and cultivate, harnessing their innate powers, Azan seemed content to spend his days immersed in dreams.

'What a peculiar child,' she thought.

Not dwelling on her musings for long, Karin addressed the class.

"Settle down now. Remember, the convergence could occur at any time, so remain vigilant. Today's lesson is over; you may all head home."

The children rose from their seats, and after offering a respectful bow to the teacher, they exited the classroom in an orderly manner.

"Not you, Azan."

Azan's body stiffened as the teacher's voice halted him, and an awkward smile crossed his face. He had tried to sneak out with the others but stood no chance of evading Karin, who was far stronger.

"Tell me, Azan. Don't you share the excitement for the Great Multiversal Convergence like the rest of your classmates?" Karin asked, having finished preparing the topic for the next day's lesson.

Azan met her gaze, then shook his head.

"It doesn't matter what awaits us in the Daybreak Universe's main landmass. I doubt it holds anything that can rival the value of my dreams."

Karin sighed, hearing the boy's response.

"Azan, you cannot lead a life solely within your fantasies. You must engage with the real world, carve out your path, make friends, and, someday, a family. Reality is not a dream," she gently chided.

She meant not to be harsh, but she felt compelled to steer the boy away from a life lived solely in dreams.

Yet, Azan's response was neither naive nor childlike; he smiled serenely, then turned to gaze out the classroom window.

"Through that window, I see a world undoubtedly full of wonder, with beautiful lands and amazing people," he started.

After a moment, he closed his eyes, and his smile brightened so intensely that Karin found herself momentarily speechless.

"However, when I close my eyes, I see people who fill my heart with love and joy. To me, they are as real as the world outside, perhaps even more so. I understand to some, living through dreams may seem foolish, but if the aim of life is to find happiness and form bonds, and I have already found these within my dreams, why should I seek elsewhere?"

Karin was at a loss for words, confronting the depth of the young boy's sentiment, and ultimately, she could only exhale a resigned sigh. 

"Aren't you eloquent? Go on, then. You're free to leave."

"Thank you, teacher," Azan expressed his gratitude to the young teacher and swiftly departed from the school, heading to his cherished spot beneath the canopy of a great tree.

Just as Azan was about to close his eyes under the tree's shadow, the ground began to quake. Surprised, he noticed the tremors stretched as far as his eyes could see, and more startling still, the sky started to shimmer with the hues of a rainbow.

"The Great Multiversal Convergence!"

Azan was familiar with the signs of the Great Multiversal Convergence, as all in the Invictus Daybreak Universe had been instructed.

Though indifferent to the Daybreak Universe's main landmass, the colorful sky still filled the young boy's heart with awe.

Then, abruptly, everything stood still. The vibrant sky, the trembling earth, the rustling leaves, even the sounds frozen in time. The only exception was Azan himself.

Bewilderment seized the boy as he witnessed the stillness around him, unable to fathom what was transpiring.

"CRACK!"

His attention was drawn skyward as the fabric of space fissured, creating a vast portal.

'What is happening!'

This thought barely formed in his mind when figures began to emerge from the portal, each radiating an aura grander than the heavens and wielding power that could submerge the cosmos.

Leading them was a young man, his body wreathed in arcs of black and white lightning.

As Azan's gaze met these beings, his body started to tremble, and tears streamed down his cheeks.

Though they had never stepped foot in the Invictus Daybreak Universe, Azan recognized them all. His once hazy dreams now crystallized into clarity, and he grasped their true nature.

"Hahaha, who would've thought I'd mistake memories from a past life for dreams? Quite the rookie error," Azan chuckled to himself, wiping away his tears to reveal a smile brimming with joy and affection.

"I'm back."