My attributes are increasing infinitely Chapter 395: Creating worlds of fantasy
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The 21 generals of the Axiom Dominion realm had crossed into the trial ground—or, more accurately, the reality where Ethan currently resided.
However, they showed no haste.
"The youth possesses a treasure that is exceptionally perilous. Our first priority should be to trigger the array, ensuring his capture the instant he emerges," declared the general of the Kizuki family. He was the one spearheading this operation.
"Agreed," the others responded in unison.
Without delay, they began the process of constructing the array.
Meanwhile, inside the Space Cube—
Ethan remained seated within the profound silence of the Space Cube, yet his internal state was far from tranquil.
Deep within him, a googolplex of worlds—a quantity so immense it surpassed the linguistic capacity of even the loftiest gods—throbbed in tandem with his heartbeat.
Every one of these internal realms had expanded, growing until each was as vast and intricate as his primary inner dimension.
He had transcended the status of a mere cultivator or warrior.
He had become a living architecture of reality itself.
Yet, as he observed these billions of vacant, glowing orbs, he was struck by a feeling of sterile perfection.
A world devoid of life was nothing more than a magnificent stone drifting in the darkness.
"The Progenitor blood..." Ethan muttered, his voice echoing through the many dimensions of his physical form.
Buried within the ancestral memories of the Progenitor bloodline, a mystery had been revealed to him.
The power of a creator was not calculated solely by their energy, but by the collective will over which they ruled.
If a being could nurture genuine civilizations—lives that thought, struggled, progressed, and surpassed their own boundaries—the creator would reap a portion of that shared ascension.
It functioned as a feedback loop of eternal growth.
Ethan possessed infinite Qi.
He possessed infinite space.
The sole missing component was the "drama" of existence.
"I shall become their God," Ethan resolved, a spark of anticipation lighting up his eyes. "However, I will not rule as a tyrant. I will be the stage upon which their stories unfold."
He had no interest in fashioning mindless automatons.
He desired to reconstruct the tales that had once captivated his mind when he was a mortal man.
He wished to discover if the "narratives" of heroes and villains were a fundamental law of the universe or simply a human fantasy.
"Creation," he commanded.
He visualized a domain of martial madness, filled with golden hair and screams that could shatter the earth.
"The Dragon Ball Cluster," he whispered.
Inside one of his inner dimensions, eighteen separate universes sparked into being.
He infused the vacuum with the laws of 'Ki', establishing it as the primary source of life.
He didn't intend to mirror the story precisely; he wanted the story's potential.
He placed a supreme entity at the peak named Veron, accompanied by a race of attendant Angels to oversee the flow of these universes.
He birthed the Saiyan race on a brutal, high-gravity world, the Namekians with their esoteric arts, and the frigid, oppressive Frost Demons.
He did not fashion a Goku.
He did not fashion a Vegeta.
"Let the roles be claimed by those who are worthy," he mused.
He provided the realm with a massive surge of evolutionary energy and then withdrew his influence.
He observed as Veron and the Grand Priest assumed their stations, gazing out over a quiet, developing civilization, awaiting the first shout of a warrior to end the silence.
Next, he shifted his focus to other spheres.
He formed a world of limitless seas and enchanted fruits that provided terrifying strength but cursed the consumer against the ocean.
He established the "One Piece World," but rather than a set Pirate King, he dispersed the "D" initial like a sleeping virus among the commoners, waiting to see who would seize the throne.
Then came the "Naruto World," where the Law of Chakra was woven into the planet's core, and the "Bleach World," where he layered the planes of the soul to create a Soul Society and a Hueco Mundo.
Ethan did not restrict himself to anime.
He delved into the vast archives of webnovels he had once read voraciously.
He rebuilt the "Soul Lands," sowing the seeds of Spirit Essence and Spirit Rings.
He constructed the "Perfect World," a realm of prehistoric, savage monsters and deep-seated Cultivation secrets.
He brought forth the "Swallowed Star" universe, an expansive galactic saga of both technological and spiritual mastery.
He even forged the dark, suffocating elegance of the "Shadow Slave" world, complete with a lethal Nightmare Spell designed to challenge the sanity of those caught within it.
He populated these realms with the "opportunities" described in the legends.
The concealed grottoes. The mythical manuals. The droplets of divine blood.
But he deliberately excluded the protagonists.
"A protagonist is merely someone fortunate enough to stumble upon a cheat," Ethan chuckled.
"I will set the triggers. If a beggar in an alleyway activates a specific sequence, he receives the 'System.' If a disgraced noble leaps from a cliff, he discovers the 'Ancient Master’s Ring.'"
He was turning his own internal multiverse into a game.
He was launching a massive, unending experiment.
As these billions of worlds began to progress through time, accelerated by his personal temporal laws, Ethan sensed a staggering evolution in his power.
It was no longer just raw energy.
It was faith.
It was the combined "intent" of trillions of sentient beings striving to become superior, mightier, and more significant.
Each time a combatant in his internal "Dragon Ball" world achieved a new level of strength, a tiny portion of that breakthrough echoed back into Ethan’s own Foundation.
When multiplied by billions of worlds, the impact was frightening.
His Law of Energy and Law of Entropy began to resonate in harmony.
"The more powerful they grow, the stronger their Master becomes," Ethan murmured.
He examined his status as the worlds within him started to flourish.
He witnessed a young girl in the "Naruto" replica world, born without talent, suddenly discover a hidden scroll he had stashed in a rotting tree.
He saw a slave in the "Soul Lands" replica manifest a dual soul essence that Ethan had created on a whim.
His tedious, lonely Cultivation had vanished.
He was now observing billions of "shows" all at once.
He would witness the rise of heroes.
He would witness the fall of villains.
He would witness the raw aesthetic of life battling against the odds.
And with every struggle, he became more "Real."
"I am the Origin," he understood. "But they are the Proof."
The twenty-one Axiom Dominion generals were beginning to feel the pressure.
They had been maintaining the Seven Heavens Sealing Array for days, funneling their own life essence into the golden net to ensure that the moment the Space Cube opened, the "Young Master" inside would be crushed by the power of seven supreme laws.
Inside the cube, Ethan Hunt rose to his feet.
His Law of Energy had reached 5%.
His Law of Entropy had reached 20%.
But more significantly, his physical form had been tempered by the collective "will" of his billions of worlds.
He was no longer a solitary point of existence.
He was a Nexus.
"The ten days are nearly finished," Ethan remarked.
He checked his status panel.
[Master: Ethan Hunt Realm: Emperor (99.1%) Physique: Origin Paragon Spirit: Origin Paragon Talent: Infinite Comprehension Ability: Creation of All things]
He had gained immense power during these ten days.
Now, he was capable of fighting even an Eternal Sovereign with his Sword of Infinity.
He gazed at the perimeter of the Space Cube.
He could perceive the Twenty-One Generals waiting outside.
He could see their sealing array, their dragon rib swords, and their prideful gazes.
To him, they no longer appeared as daunting masters.
They looked like "NPCs" in a world he had already moved beyond.
"They wish to witness the anomaly?" Ethan asked his World Tree.
The Tree, now radiating with the light of Energy and Entropy, rustled its leaves in response.
It was famished.
It had watched Ethan forge all those worlds, and now it craved a taste of the "real" power from the Axiom Dominion beings lingering outside.
"Then let us go," Ethan said.