Not even Yan could exert as much pressure on Kayden as Atlas was causing at this mont. It was a pressure that ca directly from the soul and the pressure of a superior being, one capable of transcending mortal limits while still in mortality.
The first ten-ray mage of this universe had been born. The universe would have to kneel before his will. There was no mage capable of brushing against his robes, not even all the nine-ray mages of the eighth realm together would be able to co close to him.
After the event when Atlas reached the tenth ray, Kayden freed him from the master-apprentice relationship. At this mont, there was nothing more he could teach Atlas; he couldn’t even be his training partner. Fortunately, millions of years of manipulating the boy’s soul had made him develop an appreciation for Kayden without any limits. There would never be a betrayal from Atlas, at least not until he was capable of altering his own soul.
Ti passed quickly. Kayden was simply stalling and gaining strength on the sidelines while waiting for the right mont. No one could defeat the patient man, and if necessary, Kayden would wait billions of years for the right opportunity.
His S-class world continued to grow at an absurd speed. He would probably surpass all the other worlds in the next few million years. This was due to two factors: first, his ability to manipulate the souls of large numbers of people was getting better and better. He constantly made visits to countries and asked for the majority of the population to be gathered.
Kayden, most of the ti, injected pieces of his mories into the subconscious of all these people. This had a terrifying effect on their ntality. Most of them went from being lazy to being tireless workers. Furthermore, he continued distributing resources without any reluctance to all the inhabitants of the planet, from techniques to mana stones. Everything was available to those who worked hard enough.
The general administrative part was taken care of by Athena and a team of mages offered by so gods to whom Kayden offered his services. Logically, he wouldn’t trust these people blindly, at least not at first, but after a few dozen sessions of playing with their souls, everything changed. He now had hunting dogs loyal at all tis.
The number of nine-ray mages in Kayden’s world kept increasing at a terrifying speed. Almost one appeared every few centuries. They had already passed five hundred at this point. This was more than any organization in the entire universe. Not even the false gods had as many nine-ray mages in their ranks. It was a completely terrifying number.
On a random day, Kayden received an invitation directly to his palace. It ca in the form of a black letter, without any details or traces of mana. It could only reach Kayden because of a god. No other mortal should have been able to place it there without difficulty. This ant that Yan was aware of what was happening.
"Welco to the new world order, Lord Kayden Heart. We are the next leaders of the universe, and we invite you to join our ranks and beco one of the Honor. Just tear the letter, and you will be transported to our eting right now."
This is what was written in the letter. Just these few lines that carried insane secrets about the future of the universe. Kayden debated for a few seconds in thought and then called out for Yan.
"God Yan?" A god was able to sense his na being called anywhere he could place his senses. In the blink of an eye, Yan appeared next to Kayden, sitting in an armchair and drinking ancient nectar.
"Hello, Kayden. What can I do for you?" Yan asked this question, but he already knew everything that was happening in this place. Kayden simply showed the letter in his hands, and Yan smiled. "I cannot interfere in this, per the orders of the superiors."
"Superiors?" Kayden looked surprised at Yan. Who was the god capable of being superior to the father of the false gods, the man who broke the tiline to make the impossible happen?
"One day you will find out, but not now. Know that you will be safe at this eting. That’s all." Yan disappeared and left Kayden thoughtful. Considering that this was very important and that he would be safe, Kayden simply tore the letter.
Kayden appeared in a completely dark environnt with dozens of people wearing masks with eyes of various colors. The eyes of each person seed to burn like fire because of the mask’s effect. They all wore black cloaks with no distinguishing marks. Furthermore, these cloaks protected from spiritual senses, but… not from Kayden’s soul sight.
While everyone there thought they were hidden and anonymous, Kayden could identify each person in the room because of their soul signatures. Souls never lied. They were not the sa, nor could they be hidden by common ans like these.
The room was a round environnt made of purple and black stone. Kayden was in the center of everything, and the people were seated in chairs that grew around him in a constantly increasing circular pattern. All the chairs were made of dark wood with an ancient aura, carrying strong symbols and runes whose anings Kayden couldn’t even begin to fathom.
The room was in a silence caused by runes in an unnatural manner. The sky above was filled with stars, but the main feature was a red sun that did not emit light, standing imposingly with millions of white stars around it.
In the room, there was a main direction. There was an extended table coming out from the circular area. It was above all the others. There were four people there. They were not wearing masks. There were three n and one woman. Below them, there was another extended table, but this ti with about ten people.
At the first table, in the center, was a man with austere features and silver hair that fell in fine strands over his shoulders. He had deeply red eyes, like embers that seed to pulse with an internal fla, and his stature was tall and imposing. He wore a dark cloak with golden details, marked with ancient arcane symbols that seed to flow over the fabric like rivers of mana. His presence emitted an overwhelming aura as if he mastered the secrets of ti and destruction. Every movent he made seed to carry a millennial weight, suggesting that his wisdom was as vast as his power.
Beside him was a woman with pale skin and a glacial gaze, with long black hair that moved subtly, as if whispering secrets in a forgotten language. Her eyes, a deep blue like the night ocean, were hypnotizing, and around them, small runes would form and disappear, showing her mastery of manipulating the space around her. She wore a silver cloak with edges that shimred as stars and small sparks of energy danced between her delicate fingers, revealing her ability to manipulate the laws of magic with absolute precision. Her presence was ethereal, cold, and calculating, like a silent force watching everything around with imnse insight.
The other person was soone Kayden knew very well but was hidden under a heavy cloak like everyone else. The difference was that her cloak was black with gold, but even that was not enough to prevent him from recognizing her.
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