100\% DROP RATE : Why is My Inventory Always so Full? Chapter 658 - Reincarnation Path

Lucien entered his Divine Energy Core.

The world inside him opened.

Lucien stood above a sky that was no longer merely sky.

The main world within his Divine Energy Core stretched beneath him with a vastness that made even his own thoughts pause.

Before, his inner realm had been enormous.

Now, after he had become an Eternal, after the Tree of Creation had deepened its roots, after laws and ecosystems had settled into place, the inner realm had changed again.

It felt like a small universe learning how to breathe.

The main world turned slowly beneath him.

Above it, in the vast internal void, smaller worlds floated in distant orbits.

Lucien could feel that if he wished, he could create more worlds with a thought and set them into orbit at an angle that would make a scholar cry.

His Divine Energy Core had always been strange.

That had not changed.

If anything, it had become more honest about its strangeness.

Lucien looked across the inner universe and fell silent.

He still did not know its true origin.

The main world within his Divine Energy Core was no longer small.

In scale, stability, and law-bearing capacity, it had begun approaching the Big World.

Lucien’s main inner world had grown beyond what he had ever expected.

It was not an illusion.

It was a true domain. A real inner universe under his authority.

And after touching the deeper meaning of the Origin Core, Lucien finally felt what that meant.

He could create life here.

Not only grass, trees, fish, birds, insects, and other lives that the world could grow naturally through guided ecosystems.

He felt that he could create people.

His kin.

Lucien’s breath stilled.

The thought did not thrill him first.

It frightened him.

Because there were some doors that did not simply open.

They changed the person who touched the handle.

Creating people was one of them.

Plants could grow because the environment supported them.

Animals could emerge through life-patterns, ecosystems, divine energy, and his law.

But people were different.

People carried identity, choice, desire, cruelty, kindness, memory, future, and the right to become something he did not control.

If he created them poorly, he would not be making children.

He would be manufacturing worshippers.

If he made them too dependent on him, he would not be building a civilization.

He would be building a cage with sunlight painted on the walls.

Lucien closed his eyes.

He did not try it.

Not yet.

Perhaps not for a very long time.

He had enough power to make terrible mistakes now.

That was the problem.

Weak people often wanted power because they imagined all the good they would do.

Strong people feared power because they finally understood how many kinds of harm could wear the face of good intentions.

Lucien opened his eyes again.

He would not create people today.

He had not come here to begin life.

He had come here to continue it.

•••

The Reincarnation Disc appeared beside him.

It turned quietly in the air.

Lucien looked from the Disc to the vast main world beneath him.

After studying Deadman’s System of Eternal Lives, after touching Eternity’s authority, after seeing how soul roads worked through anchors, compatibility, memory seals, return conditions, and continuity, he had discovered something that changed everything.

His Divine Energy Core could become a reincarnation path.

Not simply because he wanted it.

But the possibility existed.

The Reincarnation Disc could recognize this inner universe as a valid continuation route if Lucien built the correct conditions.

That realization was heavier than a weapon.

It meant souls preserved by the disc did not always have to wait helplessly.

It meant ordinary people killed in war might not need to be pushed immediately back into a damaged outer world where their next lives could begin under ash, invasion, famine, or collapsing sect politics.

It meant some souls could be reborn here.

Inside a realm where Lucien could control the environment, shield the laws, guide the karmic conditions, and prevent predators from turning reincarnation into another battlefield.

It did not mean cheating death.

Lucien refused to think of it that way.

Death still ended a life.

Reincarnation did not erase grief.

A newborn was not a returned old person wearing smaller skin.

But continuation mattered.

A soul that would have been stolen could continue.

A person who had died helplessly could enter a safer cycle.

A child born from that continuation might live without the enemy’s hand already around their throat.

That mattered.

Perhaps it mattered more than glory.

Lucien reached out.

The Reincarnation Disc responded.

The inner universe trembled softly.

A faint ring of pale light spread from the Disc, sinking into the main world below.

Lucien felt the world answer.

He let out a slow breath.

Then the work began.

•••

Building a reincarnation path was not the same as building a road.

A road needed distance, direction, stability, and traffic rules.

A reincarnation path needed all of that, and then it needed the mercy not to crush a soul with its own cleverness.

Lucien first studied the natural structures already present inside his main world.

Forests could accept plant lives.

Rivers and seas could accept aquatic lives.

Mountains could accept mineral-adjacent spirit patterns and certain beast paths.

Plains could accept ordinary animals.

Law-touched regions could accept rarer existences, but those would require restrictions.

People would come later.

Much later.

The easier paths were plants and animals.

Not because they were lesser.

Lucien did not think of them that way.

They were easier because their reincarnation conditions were simpler.

A soul carrying heavy karmic residue, broken instinct, or unstable identity could sometimes recover better through a quiet life.

A tree did not need to remember revenge.

A fish did not need to understand old grudges.

A small animal did not need to carry the pride that ruined its previous life.

Certain souls with heavy karma naturally reincarnated into plants, beasts, insects, sea creatures, or other humble forms in many reincarnation systems.

It was not as simple punishment.

It was reduction.

A chance for existence to continue without giving old cruelty another pair of hands immediately.

Lucien could work with that.

He would not torture souls into worse lives.

He would not make karmic prisons and call them justice.

But if a soul’s next proper path would have been a weed, a fish, a rabbit, or something even humbler, he could provide a better version of that path.

A place with clean water, healthy soil, balanced predators. And opportunity to gather gentle karma through existing without malice.

And when that life ended, the Disc could guide the soul onward again.

Perhaps a better animal.

Perhaps a plant spirit.

Perhaps, one day, a person.

A cycle.

It’s not perfect, but kinder.

•••

Lucien reshaped the main world carefully.

The Tree of Creation rustled above the Divine Energy Core.

The Leaf of Eternity pulsed among them, steady and patient.

Living Creation flowed through the world beneath him.

Eternity gave continuity.

Life gave growth.

Death gave transition.

Creation gave form.

The Reincarnation Disc turned.

Its pale rings sank deeper.

Lucien began building the first internal reincarnation framework.

This would be like a nursery. An incubator for continuation.

He divided the paths into layers.

The first layer was for gentle plant reincarnations.

Grass, flowers, moss, trees, medicinal herbs, and ordinary crops.

The second was for simple aquatic and insect lives.

Small fish, shell creatures, butterflies, bees, harmless beetles, and very important sea slugs he refused to discriminate against.

The third was for ordinary animals.

Birds, rabbits, deer, foxes, wolves, and other natural life-patterns that could handle movement, hunger, fear, family, and instinct.

The fourth was sealed.

That would be for intelligent lives later.

People.

Spirit beasts.

New races.

Possible kin.

Lucien stared at the sealed fourth layer for a long time.

Then he reinforced the seal three more times.

He trusted himself.

Mostly.

He did not trust curiosity.

Curiosity had a terrible habit of wearing reasonable clothes while walking toward disasters.

•••

The greatest difficulty was not creating environments.

It was fairness.

A reincarnation path under his control could become too clean, too safe, or too artificial.

If souls suffered too much, the path became cruelty.

If souls suffered nothing, the path became a soft cage that taught nothing and continued nothing.

Life needed friction.

A seed needed soil pressing around it.

A fish needed currents.

A young bird needed the fall beneath its wings.

A person, if people ever came, would need choice.

Lucien understood that more clearly now.

He could not create a world where every life was guaranteed comfort and call it mercy.

That would be another form of theft.

It would steal growth.

So he allowed cycles.

Predators and prey.

Seasons.

Storms.

Competition.

Hunger, but not famine.

Danger, but not malicious corruption.

Death, but not soul theft.

Pain, but not deliberate despair.

The laws balanced slowly.

Lucien watched them settle.

The main world breathed.

The Reincarnation Disc’s light pulsed once, then steadied.

It accepted the framework partially.

Only partially.

Lucien was not offended.

Partial acceptance was better than false perfection.

The Disc was ancient enough to know what it was doing.

...

He continued refining.

Karma was the next problem.

Natural reincarnation paths carried karmic accounting through world rules, death records, soul weight, and fate consequences.

So Lucien had to create a substitute structure.

He needs to create a guided merit.

A way for souls to accumulate positive continuation weight through harmless existence, contribution to ecosystems, protection of life, natural balance, and peaceful completion of small lives.

It was continuation accounting.

Lucien built the first version carefully.

The System of Eternal Lives had used a Continuity Ledger.

Lucien created something gentler.

A Cycle Merit Web.

It stretched invisibly through the inner realm, connecting life, death, decay, nourishment, shelter, instinct, and continuation.

It would not decide everything.

It would only record.

The Reincarnation Disc would still judge compatibility.

Lucien would still supervise.

The world itself would still need to prove stable.

That was acceptable.

A controlled reincarnation path should not mean Lucien personally deciding every next life like an overworked clerk of destiny.

He had enough paperwork already.