“What’s wrong?” Vincent asked.He had gone to the mall with Sophie and was having lunch with her, when he noticed that she looked like she wanted to say something but was holding back. Therefore, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Sophie.Sophie shook her head. “Nothing,” she said. “It’s just that every time I see you, it always feels like you have become a bit distant and unfamiliar, even though we have just met up not long ago.” Vincent knew that this was because he had been frequently entering the Scroll of Creation, where he would spend a few months each time. Whenever he met up with Sophie, only one day would have passed for her since their last date, but to Vincent, it would be a reunion after parting for a long time.“Doesn’t that make me seem more mysterious? I feel different every time!” Vincent remarked with a smile.Today, Sophie seemed to have lost her usual queen-like tem

As he grew older and closer to death, Akhenaten became increasingly fearful. He feared the feeling of growing weak and knew that death was creeping closer and closer. Recalling his glorious life, he did not want it to end just yet.Akhenaten remembered the burly man he had encountered when he was young, the archangel Faros that had held his hand and told him he would one day become a king of mankind. He was the messenger of the gods that had given him his divine sword and godly powers, and the man who had bestowed him knowledge of the gods. Akhenaten wanted to meet the angel again. Even if he had to die, he wanted to go to the Divine Kingdom and become an immortal being like that angel!He began commissioning many temples dedicated to the Goddess of light Gaia. He became a pious believer, spending a large amount of time praying in front of the statue of Gaia every day.During the last two years of his life, he took all the gold he had accumulated and ordered the best sculptors in his

Vincent walked out from a police station in a small town in Nanyang County, Chuang Province. He had contacted a friend of his that was selling forged identities and procured a list of people who had died, but had not yet been recorded by the authorities. He highlighted a few men that was of the same age as him, then went to the cities they lived in to apply for a replacement national identification.Vincent’s method was simple. All he had to do was slightly hypnotize the officers with his mind power to take his cues, and they would approve the application. After that, the officers took new photos of Vincent and issued him the replacement national identification and the household register.He used his mind power to affect the optic nerves of the officers, then used his sub-brain to create an image that he wanted the officers to see and sent it directly into their optic nerves. Thus, whatever they were seeing through their eyes were all things that Vincent wanted t

The Source Form flowed into Vincent’s mind structure, and he felt his mind power growing again. He could feel himself approaching his limit of his meditation, and he knew that if he kept going, he could become assimilated into this zero-dimension world. At this moment, Vincent realized that he could not pull back his mind power. His mind power had an intense transformation in this unique space. All of his mind power clamored like water approaching the boiling point.He felt his mind power and his consciousness melding together. As the two began fusing, every shred of his consciousness became imprinted with his mind power. It seemed like his mind power was enough to hold his mind. Before, even though he had his mind power, his mind, thoughts, and memories were still dependent on his brain. After breaking through into this stage, it seemed as though his mind power could store all of Vincent’s consciousness.“I didn’t expect that my consciousness a

Vincent walked through Sylva, admiring the beautiful city. There were finely made statues everywhere on the street, and even the pavement had beautiful carvings on it. Every wooden building seemed to blend perfectly into nature. It was a city of forest and flowers.The most impressive thing was the enormous tree that stood in the middle of the city. Its height had doubled since Vincent had last seen it. The tree was like a pillar that held up the sky. The area around the Tree of Life and the lake was sectioned off. An altar was placed there, and it was considered a holy place by the elves.Beside the lake, Vincent stood under the Tree of Life and placed a hand on the tree trunk. Indeed, he could feel the tree starting to age slowly. What was surprising was that he could actually sense waves of consciousness in the tree, and moreover, it had a very powerful consciousness. This tree, a creature bearing both animal and plant genes, was sentient, though it had not yet gain