Chapter 156 - 156 – A Moment Of Causality

Name:33 Risen#re Author:Silver72
Lucian remained fixed in place for the next three days after I created his waylines.

I assumed that he was in pain, waylines could break the spirits of even the toughest of people, but it seemed that he only felt an annoying pain throughout his body.

I watched him breathe and with every breath he took the energy of the world stirred.

It was then that I noticed he began to cultivate, I couldn't tell what technique it was, no one is capable of doing that, but as I watched I could feel the energy gathering around 72 of his energy points.

As I looked deeper I was able to tell that he was doing exactly as he said, he was balancing a pugilist, warlock and saint technique, I could hardly imagine how he managed it.

Just balancing the conversion of energy of a single perfect technique was enough to make my mind go blank, yet he was using 72 energy points, each of them were activated twice, then the points where the waylines intersected were being activated at the same time putting a strain on his body and the waylines, yet he balanced it perfectly.

In total he was activating his points 216 times, he was double activating 24 energy points on every first accord centre of power, his mind, body and mana, which counts as 144 activations, then he activated, the 24 wayline intersection points of each focus of the second accord, his pugilists flame, saints grace, and warlocks heart, which counts as 72 activations.

And I thought that splitting my mind to activate 72 points was difficult, I utilize 24 energy points of only two first accord focuses, my mana and body, which counts as 48 activations, then I activate the intersecting waylines for my pugilist technique which is an additional 24 energy points.

Three days later I felt the energy change in the world around me and that's when I realized that he had broken all three barriers of the first grade, making him a first grade cultivator of the second accord, but he was truly unique, because he had entered the first grade, as a warlock, saint and pugilist, all at the exact same time.

Not to mention that he did it in just three days.

I looked up waiting for the tribulation clouds to form, I was expecting something major to happen after what he just achieved, but the sky remained clear as I looked at him I noticed that he was also frowning as if this was unexpected.

"Do you know why the tribulation isn't happening?" I ask, for once the script is no longer shushing me, but as I think certain thoughts it seems to warn me against voicing them.

I guess that I have nothing to complain about now, the script did say, 'Follow the script and good things will happen,', and boy did something amazing happen to me, it's even better than a miracle happening, I just gain some truly useful knowledge.

Lucian nodded his head at my question, however his eyes remained tightly shut, "I have an idea," he admitted but said no more and began to move his hands around in the air, he was familiarising himself with his new body.

I knew that feeling well, after ascending in life hierarchy I felt like I was reborn and my entire body felt like it had been remade and filled with power that could challenge the world, in those first moments after the ascension I'd feel like I was unbeatable, and that's when the tribulation would come in to clear my arrogant thoughts, and remind me of my weakness.

Yet looking at him, he was the embodiment of calmness, his movement seemed full of purpose as if he was examining the world around him, that was when his face contorted into a frown.

"Is something wrong?" I asked him, if you ask me the only thing wrong was the fact that he was getting dressed and covering himself up. 'Is he frowning because I not telling him to remain naked,' I thought with a naughty grin on my face, but it was wasted on him.

'Did I mention that his eyes are still tightly shut.'

He seemed to ponder on my question deeply, and as he was about to speak, he stopped, I could see it from his expression, he looked annoyed almost as if he couldn't say what he wanted to, 'Why does that seem so familiar to me?'

"Where are we?" he asked eventually with a pondering face.

His question only surprised me for a bit, and that is when I remembered that he seemed to appear from nowhere straight out of the sky, so seeing that the script had no problems with me answering him I told him, I was interested in what he would think of what I told him, after all, he did appear to be a puny mortal.

"We are currently in a war zone on a resource rich planet of the fallen Golgoth empire called Telenor," I told him, but his brows only narrowed at my response.

"Is there any thing significant about this world?" he asked me.

"Nothing really, it was just a resource planet belonging to an advanced-world, the last members of the family recently died so now half the factions in this sector are fighting over it," I said explaining it in a simple way.

That answer however made his brows look like they were about to become one and his frown only grew.

"If there is nothing important about this place then it seems that we are going to become the trigger for something…" he paused as if he didn't know the right words, "Monumental, is too small to describe what is going to happen here, the things that I feel here are going to change, no already changing the entire universe" he said solemnly.

Coming from a puny mortal, it sounded like some made up nonsense to me, but then didn't I think the same when he told me of the third accord.

"How do you know that?" I swear that I wanted to take him seriously, but well I couldn't see something so big happening here, I think at most we could take out all the factions here, and I'd take it for my family, but, I didn't care for the resource found here all that much, it would cost more to escort the resources away, then it was worth.

I could see him curling his fingers in the air as if he was grabbing tightly onto something but there was only empty air around him, "Fate and time are in constant flux in this place," he said carefully.

"And we are caught up in its unbreakable web as it wraps tightly around this place, there are so many streams that are converging here," his voice trembled, and I half thought that he was insane, fate and time are extreme laws.

"So, you know how to use fate and time laws?" I asked in an amused tone.

"No," he replied strongly, "But yes once upon a time a very long time ago, of my 33 paths, you could say that I was the first to become a master of fate, and well time, she was kind of an enemy, but that was so very long ago," he whispered with a look of reminiscence on his face.

Once more I wondered what was wrong with this young man, my every sense was identifying his cells to belong to a young man, while there was a mysterious power in his cells that I didn't understand I knew he was young, 'So why does he keep speaking like he is an old and ancient being?'

"So are you saying that what happens here will effect the future in a drastic way?" I ask once more I do like that dreamy deep voice of his even if his every other word is confusing.

"Fate knows only the past and the future, it cares little for what we call the present, to fate the present is non-existent,"

"But time is here to and, nothing cares for the present like time does, for the present is weaved from the past and future,"

"Fate despise time for it's fixation on the present, and yet right now they are working together in perfect harmony,"

"Do you realise what this means?" he asked as he strolled up to me getting in my face and taking a deep sniff of my many perfumes.

His actions took me by surprise, but I was completely baffled, I had no idea what he was talking about.

After all I'm a pugilist, we don't do the whole think and act thing very well, if you want us to destroy stuff just point the way, you can leave discipline things to saints and all that smarty pants stuff to warlocks.

"If time and fate would actually work together in this moment, it means that something very, very important is going to happen here, that will determine the causality of the world, and if things don't go exactly as they are supposed to go in this moment, everything as you know it will vanish from existence, you may never ever be born, hack your ancestors may never even exist in the first place," he told me with such solemnness that it was hard to think him mad, but I still had no idea what he was saying.

"Since fate has chosen to put it's difference's with time to the side, it means that the present is the most important point in time,"

"Because the present will create the past, a past that will create the present we exist in and reinforce the future,"

"So tell me little girl what is your name?"

I didn't know what to think at that moment, because I saw something unbelievable in the script, his words, his every word, it was there in the script, the script that guided every matriarch and patriarch of my family.

I didn't even have the ability to get angry at him for what he just said, I could feel the gravity of his words, I know that the script has never lied so I read ahead and told him my name.

"My name is Morgana,"

"Morgana Pendragon."