Nate had a bold idea.
Perhaps he didn't need to learn the "Arc of Embodint" on his own.
The Gate of Truth held knowledge of all truths. If he could make the gate understand the magic, he could simply pay in magical energy to receive the gate's direct transmission—mastering it instantly.
"Will it work? Let's give it a shot."
Floating in midair, he extended his right hand forward, where black energy flickered from his palm. A mont later, a massive, ancient-looking stone gate materialized, suspended in the air.
The Gate of Truth had appeared.
It stood roughly ten ters tall, decorated with strange symbols—shapes that resembled branches of a tree.
Nate was certain that the last ti he summoned it, it bore no such design.
"Is it evolving? Or is it because I summoned it here in the real world?"
Shaking his head, Nate pushed open the gate and stepped into the world of truth beyond.
The "Truth World" was unchanged—an endless, blank white expanse with absolutely nothing within it.
Holding up the book, he declared:
"By the rule of the Gate of Truth, equivalent exchange. I offer the knowledge within this magic book in exchange for a single truth."
No sooner had the words left his lips than the book in his hand began to flip its pages furiously, as though so unseen force were devouring the information.
After roughly five seconds, the book had flipped entirely through its contents, leaving its back cover exposed.
"It's finished already?" Nate thought. The Gate of Truth was clearly interested in magic knowledge. While it was a re object, it seed almost like a personification of a concept—a manifestation of so grand law.
"The truth I seek is to learn the magic within this book, the one known as 'Arc of Embodint.'"
He waited for a response, expecting a rush of knowledge. But seconds passed—no surge of understanding ca.
Nothing?
Then, a realization settled over him, almost like an intuition.
It wasn't enough.
The exchange wasn't equivalent!
"Are you kidding ?" Nate thought, exasperated. "This gate's picky, even with a Lost Magic book. It actually wants more paynt..."
The good news, though, was that sacrificing a book to have the Gate of Truth teach him magic did work.
"Fine. I'll make up the difference with magic energy," he declared.
Instantly, his internal magic drained completely. Having flown here with Flight Magic, he'd already expended about two stars' worth. Now, the remaining five-star magic reservoir within him was gone too—but still, it wasn't enough.
Nate tapped into his reserve magic, restoring himself to full. Instantly, it drained again.
Still insufficient.
A second full restoration. Then a third. Fourth. By the fifth ti, the gate finally accepted the offering.
Nate calculated quickly—about 35 stars' worth of magic in total.
"It doesn't seem like much to ," he thought, "but for anyone else, it would be impossible."
"This gate's incredibly powerful, but it's a high-stakes ga."
Then, the Gate of Truth responded.
Complex, arcane knowledge surged into his mind, similar to his system's knowledge transference but harsher and more intense. Nate felt a sharp pain in his head as the knowledge settled, and it took a while before he could fully process it.
But it worked. He had learned the "Arc of Embodint."
"Not bad! This thod's pretty effective, though the energy cost is steep."
A new ambition stirred within him. With the Gate of Truth and the Magic Net to gather energy, he could potentially learn every magic in existence.
Satisfied, Nate stepped out of the Gate of Truth and imdiately began experinting with creating "Celestial Pokémon" animations.
The effect of the "Arc of Embodint" is quite simple:
In one phrase: "Make anything you imagine into reality!"
It sounds incredibly powerful, and, in truth... it is quite powerful.
Of course, the stronger the magic, the greater the side effects.
Upon mastering the "Arc of Embodint," Nate imdiately understood its drawback.
Excessive use drains your imagination, eventually turning you into a dull person without creativity.
"With my reserve of magic power, overuse shouldn't be an issue," he thought. "But there's still the consumption of ntal energy, and the accumulation of fatigue—that's unavoidable."
Nate figured that as long as he used it carefully, this wouldn't be much of a problem.
With that, he activated the magic, bringing a scene from his mory into reality.
"Celestial Pokémon: The Original Series."
The "Original" here signifies that it's the very first season, the beginning of the entire series.
Episode 1: "Pokémon - I Choose You!"
The term "Pocket Monsters" needed tweaking—changing it to "Celestial Monsters" to fit his world's lore. Their origin would also need to be explained: these creatures hail from the Celestial World, bringing their unique powers to the human world.
Since he wasn't quite fluent with the magic yet, it took Nate over an hour to complete the first episode.
Now, in the sky, a screen was displaying the opening the of episode one.
The "Arc of Embodint" even captured the soundtrack! And Nate had enhanced the visual quality—absolutely flawless.
Standing over the endless ocean, he watched the entire first episode unfold and was extrely satisfied with the "Arc of Embodint's" output.
"It's just too ti-consuming. Producing it one episode at a ti is too much of a hassle."
With a wave, he dismissed the screen. The magic didn't cost much in terms of energy, nor was it difficult to perform; the only issue was that it ate up too much ti.
"Maybe I should do sothing similar to the movie theaters—'embody' a magic crystal capable of storing all my mories of the first season in one go."
"I'll need to draw on the power of the Deep Web..."
Closing his eyes, Nate's consciousness re-entered the Deep Web. Within the Deep Web, he was practically omnipotent.
Perfectly recreating his mories was a simple task, but he needed the fine details, the ones normally hard to recall, to make it just right.
Using the power of the Deep Web, Nate extracted and reproduced every single part of his mory from the entire "Celestial Pokémon" series. Then, using the "Arc of Embodint," he compiled them into a single image crystal.
And with that, "The Original Series" was ready to go.
A full 271 episodes!
"Oh, right... I forgot to add a cao for Levy. Well, I'll fit her in later."
"But... 271 episodes? That's a lot more than I rembered."
Nate chuckled to himself.
To ensure everything was just right, he'd need to watch the whole series himself, in case of any major errors.
...
Back in reality, Nate opened his eyes to find that night had already fallen. The air over the ocean was getting chilly.
"It's boring watching it alone. Might as well find soone to watch it with."
He opened the Magic Net and sent Mirajane a private ssage.
Sigma Male: "I made an animated version of Celestial Pokémon—want to watch it with ?"
Mirajane responded instantly.
The Departing Traveler: "An animated series?"
Sigma Male: "Similar to a movie, but much longer—about 100 hours in total."
The Departing Traveler: "?? That's so long... but a Celestial Pokémon movie sounds really fun!"
The Departing Traveler: "I'm at the guild—let's watch it together! ??"
Sigma Male: "On my way."
With that, Nate activated his teleportation magic and, in an instant, was back at the guild hall.
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