Nero sat in the dojo, staring at the newly created Shikigami before him.
It stood still, awaiting direction, its paper body subtly pulsing with the residual magic that animated it.
His previous experint had proven sothing extraordinary, he could make clones that weren't just following instructions.
They were thinking, learning, and most importantly, mirroring his own obsessive thirst for knowledge.
Now, he wanted to take it one step further.
"Understanding is good, but what if I could share knowledge?" he murmured, fingers tracing a series of runes in the air.
"What if instead of just observing and analyzing from a blank state, the clones could receive my direct experiences?"
This would be the next great leap in his research.
If he could embed specific mory parcels into the Shikigami, they wouldn't have to discover everything on their own, they would start with an existing foundation, his always evolving foundation.
He could give them advanced knowledge instantaneously, making them extensions of himself in the truest sense.
It was a terrifying and exhilarating prospect.
He reached out, placing his fingers against the clone's forehead.
The mont his skin t the enchanted paper, he felt the slight hum of magic flowing between them.
His goal was simple.
Transfer a single, controlled mory into the Shikigami and see if it retained the information.
Let's start with sothing simple, he thought.
He focused on a mory of casting a basic wind spell, the feeling of magic surging through his fingertips, the flow of energy responding to his intent.
He pushed the mory forward, letting it seep into the Shikigami's core, embedding itself into the very fabric of its existence.
For a mont, nothing happened.
Then, the Shikigami shuddered, its blank paper face twitching slightly.
Without prompting, it lifted its hand and began replicating the wind spell flawlessly.
Nero's heart raced. "It worked."
But sothing was off.
The clone executed the spell perfectly, but there was no understanding behind it.
It was rely mimicking what he had given it, not truly processing the mory.
Nero sighed and dismissed the clone, watching as it dissolved into fluttering scraps of parchnt.
Dumping entire mories doesn't work, he thought. The process needs structure.
Instead of forcing a fully ford experience, he needed a way to break mories into digestible fragnts, mory parcels that contained concepts, emotions, and intent, not just execution.
If a clone could receive these smaller components and assemble them naturally, it might start processing knowledge as if it had learned it itself.
He closed his eyes, diving into his own Occluncy training.
His ntal defenses had allowed him to compartntalize thoughts.
He could use a similar technique here, isolating specific fragnts of mory and encoding them into the transfer.
This ti, he focused on two distinct aspects:
Theoretical knowledge: the structure of the wind spell, how it interacted with natural elents.
Practical experience: the feeling of casting it, the push and pull of mana, and how it behaves in action.
Instead of transferring everything at once, he let each parcel of mory sink into the Shikigami one by one.
The result was astounding.
The Shikigami lifted its hand again, but this ti, there was a pause.
A brief mont of analysis, as if it was thinking about what it had just received.
When it cast the wind spell this ti, Nero could feel the difference.
"It's learning," he whispered, eyes wide. "Not just copying, learning."
One Shikigami receiving knowledge was a breakthrough.
But Nero wasn't satisfied with just one.
If I can share mories with one clone, he reasoned, then why not many of them?
He needed to ensure that any knowledge he imparted would instantly spread to every Shikigami inside the barrier.
That way, no matter how many clones he created, they would all start from the sa knowledge base.
To achieve this, he modified the barrier inscriptions, integrating a new layer of runes designed to synchronize mory parcels across all entities contained within.
It was a delicate process, he had to ensure that the knowledge transferred equally, without distortion.
With everything in place, he created two Shikigami simultaneously.
He stepped forward, pressing his fingers against the forehead of the first one.
He transferred the sa wind spell mory parcels as before.
Then, he turned to the second Shikigami, watching intently.
A mont later, the second clone lifted its hand and cast the spell perfectly, without ever having received the mory directly.
Nero exhaled. It worked.
Any knowledge transferred to one of his Shikigami would now automatically be imprinted onto all others within the barrier.
This was true collective learning.
Now, he had two Shikigami active at once, both operating with the sa knowledge set.
But that raised a new question: How would they interact?
Would they function like identical copies, mirroring each other exactly?
Or would they develop different approaches to problem-solving despite having the sa starting knowledge?
To test this, he assigned both clones a new problem.
Analyzing a series of runes that contained an intentionally hidden flaw.
Clone A took an analytical approach, deconstructing the symbols one by one.
Clone B, however, skipped the deconstruction and tested an active spell interaction instead.
Nero grinned.
Even though they had the sa starting mories, they were already evolving their thought processes independently.
This ant that if he created multiple clones, he wouldn't just be creating duplicates.
He'd be generating different versions of himself, each solving problems in their own way, yet all contributing to the sa greater knowledge pool.
This was the future of his learning.
The possibilities were overwhelming.
He could refine the way mories were broken down and transmitted.
He could create larger teams of Shikigami to tackle different magical disciplines at once.
He could leave clones studying for days inside the barrier, accumulating knowledge faster than any human magician ever could.
And now, he had full control over what knowledge they started with.
Nero stepped back, looking at the Shikigami before him, their forms flickering slightly as they absorbed new insights.
He had done it. He had created sothing entirely new.
The Raven Eyes in his vision glowed faintly, reflecting the endless possibilities that now lay ahead.
And Nero couldn't wait to explore them all.
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