The Absolute: Humanity's Second Chance

Damien floated within the dark space of nothingness, and thought about the answer to The Primordial Source's suggestion.

But he then realized that overthinking the matter now was useless. Especially so, when he immediately jumped from Level 6, to Level 85 just like that.

Multiple procedures were skipped. And to be at tip top condition of his current realm, and be at full strength for his realm of power, he needed to go through them.

"..."

He turned to Flint, and the boy was still in the process of creating his Domain. He then turned to their soroundings, and could say with confidence that, this place was not their World/Realm anymore.

It was a gap in space. More likely, the space or emptiness where ordinary universes and other constructs would be suspended.

Hence the time here followed the world calender, meaning that the day he thought would take Flint to create his Domain, would be forty nine days in this place.

"Which is more than enough for me." He thought.

He then sat down cross legged, and took a deep breathe to calm his breathe. Then his thoughts ran wild. 'Throughout the First League, one's full focus is getting their body accustomed to Mana, and filling it up with Mana.'

'A rather simple process.' He added to his thoughts. The process was not very hard, as anyone could do it, even those with the lowest potential can do so without much focus.

'And throughout the Second League, the process shifts to Mana Cleansing. A process that requires one to use Mana to forcefully cleanse their body of minor limitations.'

'A Master Profession focuses on their body cleansing, a Great Master focuses on their soul cleansing, and a Grand Master focuses on their spirit cleansing, their will.'

His thoughts continued to churn, and as they did, his body followed. The nigh-infinite Mana within his Mana veins, that seemed so vibrant and studious, they felt like rivers of reality, moved with great vigour.

All that Mana exploded out from his Mana veins, and into his cells, like floods washing over a coastal city. The cells were immediately swallowed completely.

All hundreds of trillions of cells Damien had within his body were gushed and filled with immense Mana. So much that, a single cell contained enough Mana comparable to Epic Professions and/or weaker demigods.

A single cell. And at his current level, he had hundreds of trillions of them. While it was obvious that his Mana had yet to reach its peak.

And with that, his body underwent an explosive increase in power, density, value etc. But, his cells weren't the only ones being nourished.

With his cells being nourished first and foremost, his entire physiology soon followed.

His body density exploded in weight. So much that not even the natural strength of powerful demigods could carry him if he so willed it.

His blood became purified, and also denser. Even he had no comparison for it at the moment. All his body had ascended itself, and if one included [Ascendant Foundation] at its base...

Cr-rak~

His skin bloomed with web-like cracks. And the cracks spread ever so slowly all over his body, like countless snakes slithering throughout the Sahara.

"..."

Yet Damien ignored it. Instead, he followed the next step, and cleansed his souls. He forced his cells to gush out all their Mana towards his brain and his heart.

The two locations that could potentially be closer to both his soul and spirit.

He then let the Mana gush into his heart, and pump it full. And the Mana was so abundant, that it forcefully shattered the physical aspect of his heart, and touch the spiritual aspect of it.

His soul.

Bang~

A light explosion soon followed after, as Damien's colorless soul, with a hint of gray at the center, suddenly brightened in color, like a light bulb being turned on.

It's color became gold, and then bright gold, almost illuminating his entire body as well.

While the Mana that targeted his brain, did the same to it, shattering its physical aspect, and touching upon its spiritual aspect, his spirit/will.

His will, that was only a wisp of gaseous cloud, received immense Mana, and abruptly grew out tentacle-like strings that spread out through the darkness around it.

The darkness representing his consciousness. The strings stretched out within his consciousness, and touched upon memories of all kinds.

Those clear became clearer, those blurry became clear, those completely dark and forgotten, become reinvigorated and remembered.

His brains also became vibrant, and felt more at ease at controlling his body functions. Including the new functions of become a supernatural human being.

His heart also began beating more vibrantly, pumping out purer and denser blood throughout his body, and filtering the previously impure ordinary human bloodline.

"Whew... Ahh..." Damien let out a breathe breathe satisfaction as his body underwent Mana Cleansing on all three of his aspects, all the way to being supernaturally elevated.

Peng~

And as that was finalized, his cracked skin shattered completely, revealing a whole new layer of a much purer, and softer skin complexion.

His slim muscular build was cut down a bit, making him seem slimmer, and a hint taller. His blonde hair suddenly fell off, and more illustrious golden blonde hair replaced it.

His sky blue eyes became even more star like, reflecting the majestic, true stella glow, of a genuine star of blue brilliance.

"...Mhm." But all these changes, Damien thought less of them. They made him look more handsome than he previously was, true, yet that was all there was it.

His form didn't change much. Those who knew him, would still be able to tell it was him... just more brighter than he usually was, charm wise. And after a few more glances.

"Not bad. Hm. Not bad at all." He complimented himself, and checked how much time went by. "Only a weak to elevate myself to the bearing of a peak Grand Master? Also not bad."

He thought, not aware of the fact that, as he was naturally inhuman as an ordinary human being, he would he even more so, with such bearing.

No sane Grand Master would claim to be at the same level of power as him... they wouldn't even admit he was Grand Master himself. But Damien ignored that.

He then continued. He was not done. There was also the path of a Third League combatant that he had to follow, to truthfully be considered a mortal at the level of demigods.

'The next step would be to use my Mana to form a connection with my world, to gain the blessing of its natural laws/worldly laws. And it would be more probable for me to do this back within Gaea, but... why do I feel like doing it here would also benefit me?' His thoughts continued.

Indeed. Usually, one would normally be even stronger when they bond with a natural landscape that resonates with them.

Like Flint, it would be better for him were he were to bond with the natural laws found within volcanoes and the likes. That way, he would be a hint stronger than normal.

In fact, Flint grew up within the forge, where the flames there were over 5 000°C minimum. It was a perfect environment for a flame type Demigod like himself.

And as for him? He knew Lightning or Runes were his strongest element. But for some reason, even a place of no elements like this empty void, resonated with him.

'No use overthinking it. Anyway, I can always resonate with the territory of the Thunder Eagles anytime when I'm strong enough. For now... let's resonate with the Void, and hopefully, gain enough power.' He finalized his thoughts, and regulated his breathe once more.

While his body was still ascending in ranks to match his realm of power, he fluently controlled his Mana to converge before him, and formed an incorporeal version of himself.

Then he infused a portion of his will and soul into it, and sent it floating through the endless void. 'The highest chance of resonating with an aspect of Reality, is through the soul. Hopefully, a soul clone works as well.' He thought.

The process would also he faster, since he was basically swimming within emptiness. He furthered his thoughts.

Then the soul clone was sent deeper into the void by itself. Throughout the process, it lost its senses of time, and just comprehended its soroundings with great focus.

'What is the Void?' It thought, and an answer immediately came through from the Void itself, as if it was also trying to express more of itself to him. 'An antithesis of Creation? But then, what is creation? And if it's that important, why is it so dormant?'

The soul clone thought, trying to learn more about the Void. And the Void wasn't stingy with its responses. 'Is it? The Void has its own hierarchy as well? And it depends on the level of power of the being, as to what Void they can comprehend?'