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Nexus: New World Chapter 43: The Perfect Boy, Crowned in Light
Chapter 43: The Perfect Boy, Crowned in LightAs the divine luminescence receded like mist under morning sun, Elias found himself once again beneath the vaulted ceiling of the Grand Sanctum of Falconridge. Before him stood the serene marble effigy of the Celestial Being, her expression carved into eternal grace. He blinked, barely readjusting to the terrestrial weight of reality.Then, without warning, a column of radiance descended from the heavens—no, from some vast celestial mechanism far above the dome’s apex—casting a golden ray directly upon Elias’s feet. The church’s aged priest, clad in embroidered vestments of midnight blue and sun-threaded silver, staggered backward as the light engulfed the boy.The hairs on the priest’s neck stood like soldiers at attention. His hands trembled with reverence and terror alike, and his lips struggled to form words in the face of a phenomenon not seen for generations.“In the name of the Celestial Being…” he muttered, clutching the old prayer
Nexus: New World Chapter 44: The True Owner of Lyta
Chapter 44: The True Owner of Lyta“Do you believe this endeavor is even within our reach?” Elias asked, his gaze fixed on the parchment plans hovering in midair, etched with shimmering mana lines.Bob Holloway stroked his beard, his mind turning gears like a seasoned general examining an invasion route. “There are… quite a few obstacles to this, son. First and foremost: funding. An infrastructure of this magnitude—a sewer system that stretches beneath the entire sprawl of Falconridge—would require an ocean of coin and an army of skilled laborers. It is no mere civic project. This is the reconstruction of a city’s foundation.”He paused, then added, “And above all else, we’ll need the cooperation of the Arcanum Spire. Their masons and constructionist mages are the only ones who can channel long-term reinforcement enchantments into city-grade stonework.”Elias raised his hand confidently. “The Arcanum will not be a problem. I’ll speak with the Tower Master myself. I’m sure he can be… p
Nexus: New World Chapter 45: The Revelation Beneath Moonlight and Lavender Steam
Chapter 45: The Revelation Beneath Moonlight and Lavender SteamBob and Layla stared wide-eyed at Christabel, then turned their gazes toward Elias, expressions etched with disbelief and awe—like mortals catching a glimpse of a god in disguise. Yet as always, whenever their precocious son pulled the veil from yet another one of his impossible accomplishments, he offered only the most nonchalant of shrugs, as if he’d merely solved a riddle in the dirt with a stick.“It’s just something I began weaving together back when I was five,” Elias murmured, his tone laced with casual indifference. “Apparently, the Lyta soap and enchanted shampoo formulas I developed gained… a bit of popularity among the people.”But even that cryptic explanation wasn’t enough to satisfy the churning curiosity within the hearts of his parents.“Elias…you—you created the Lyta soap and shampoo?” Layla asked, her voice trembling, her expression obscured behind the cascading veil of her golden, moon-touched hair.The
Nexus: New World Chapter 1 – The Second Dawn
Chapter 1 – The Second Dawn“Is this it?”The dimly lit chamber showed only the soft light from his terminal screen as his sole source of illumination. Elias held his chest with all his strength as if Death itself had wrapped its icy hands around his heart.Elias did not share the common fear of dying alone with others. This particular way of dying seemed fitting to him. Peaceful. Predictable. He welcomed it.His existence had reached its complete state. Through his addiction to games and anime streaming and his excessive takeout orders he had built a world where internet access satisfied all his needs. The internet connection provided him with eternal happiness as long as he managed to stay connected.His body issued a formal complaint after dedicating thirty-five years to complete inactivity and eating only processed foods. The combination of deep-fried food consumption and complete exercise avoidance proved to be fatal for achieving eternal life.“Kuukk—!”His sight crumpled inward
Nexus: New World Chapter 2: Cries of a Reborn Cuntling
Chapter 2: Cries of a Reborn Cuntling(What’s wrong with him? Why isn’t he crying?)Rather than the wails of a newborn shrieking into life, what greeted the chamber was a bizarre, almost offended look on the infant’s face—like a man who’d been teleported mid-sip of coffee into an ancient fucking fairy tale.(Doctor, is my baby okay?)The one in the white robe—clearly some kind of healer—raised his hand and let loose a faint emerald glow. A semi-transparent shimmer of vines and leaves bloomed briefly around his cheeks like the ghost of a forest whispering secrets. He studied the baby as though the child had farted in church.“I’m perplexed,” the healer murmured. “There is no physical anomaly. The boy’s body is sound.”…While his newly acquired parents fretted over him, Elias was still mentally shitting bricks about his reincarnation. He glanced around at the fresh cast of NPCs populating this fantasy sim.The man with the glowing face? Definitely the doctor, or shaman, or whatever the
Nexus: New World Chapter 3: Cradle of Elements – The Infant Who Beckoned the Winds
Chapter 3: Cradle of Elements – The Infant Who Beckoned the WindsSince his arrival in this unfamiliar world Elias experienced a series of peaceful days without the presence of screens or circuits or arc-light. During this period the newborn descendant of this ancient royal family spent his time sleeping peacefully in his intricately crafted cradle. The golden crib with its enchanted carvings seemed identical to a prison cell because of the silken hangings.The novels of his past life skipped through the monotonous early stages of reincarnated characters but Elias was condemned to experience each slow-moving minute of his infantile body which required help for basic functions like sitting and speaking and defecating.The only distraction from his maddening stillness? The mechanical birds above his crib spun slowly while made from glass feathers and enchanted gears yet remained completely uninteresting.“This is my life now?” he mused bitterly. The Celestial Being who dropped me into t
Nexus: New World Chapter 4: Spellcraft of the Infant Archon – A Cradle Stirred by Sorcery
Chapter 4: Spellcraft of the Infant Archon – A Cradle Stirred by SorceryMonths had trickled by like golden sand through an hourglass etched in runes, and Elias—newborn heir of the boundless Holloway dominion—had dutifully fulfilled the sacred obligations of infancy: namely, doing absolutely fucking nothing but sleep, drool, and endure the indignity of frequent cheek-pinching.Yet, through it all, Elias retained his sanity by threading his consciousness with mana. It became his ritual, his secret. Each day, beneath the silken canopy of his cradle, he summoned the elemental tides from the surrounding atmosphere, feeding the arcane stones embedded in the very marrow of his reborn form.As the days bloomed into weeks, he began to feel it more clearly—an intimate familiarity blooming between him and the mana that saturated the air. He could taste the density of magic upon his tongue, differentiate between the drifting flavors of Earth, Fire, Water, and Air. He could see it, like colored s
Nexus: New World Chapter 5: Arcane Whispers Beneath Golden Chandeliers
Chapter 5: Arcane Whispers Beneath Golden Chandeliers---The celebration of Elias Holloway first solar cycle unfolded with orchestral intensity—gold-threaded banners draped across spires of polished etherwood, and fireflies of enchanted crystal dancing mid-air above the gala garden. But beneath the crescendo of merriment and elegance, a wildfire of whispers had been sparked by a far more mystifying event that had taken place in the shadows of his nursery.It had all begun in a cradle carved from lunar stone, nestled among starlight silk. There—tiny burns scorched the wall in branching tendrils, and water droplets clung like frozen tears to the corner of the ceiling. The marks were faint, but unmistakably arcane. The very air still shimmered with residual mana, and the scent of ozone lingered long after.Panic swept the house like a plague. Layla, Lady of House Holloway and Elias’ fiercely indulgent mother, reacted as though a divine assassin had failed to smite her beloved. Maids wer
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Chapter 45: The Revelation Beneath Moonlight and Lavender Steam
Chapter 45: The Revelation Beneath Moonlight and Lavender SteamBob and Layla stared wide-eyed at Christabel, then turned their gazes toward Elias, expressions etched with disbelief and awe—like mortals catching a glimpse of a god in disguise. Yet as always, whenever their precocious son pulled the veil from yet another one of his impossible accomplishments, he offered only the most nonchalant of shrugs, as if he’d merely solved a riddle in the dirt with a stick.“It’s just something I began weaving together back when I was five,” Elias murmured, his tone laced with casual indifference. “Apparently, the Lyta soap and enchanted shampoo formulas I developed gained… a bit of popularity among the people.”But even that cryptic explanation wasn’t enough to satisfy the churning curiosity within the hearts of his parents.“Elias…you—you created the Lyta soap and shampoo?” Layla asked, her voice trembling, her expression obscured behind the cascading veil of her golden, moon-touched hair.The
Chapter 44: The True Owner of Lyta
Chapter 44: The True Owner of Lyta“Do you believe this endeavor is even within our reach?” Elias asked, his gaze fixed on the parchment plans hovering in midair, etched with shimmering mana lines.Bob Holloway stroked his beard, his mind turning gears like a seasoned general examining an invasion route. “There are… quite a few obstacles to this, son. First and foremost: funding. An infrastructure of this magnitude—a sewer system that stretches beneath the entire sprawl of Falconridge—would require an ocean of coin and an army of skilled laborers. It is no mere civic project. This is the reconstruction of a city’s foundation.”He paused, then added, “And above all else, we’ll need the cooperation of the Arcanum Spire. Their masons and constructionist mages are the only ones who can channel long-term reinforcement enchantments into city-grade stonework.”Elias raised his hand confidently. “The Arcanum will not be a problem. I’ll speak with the Tower Master myself. I’m sure he can be… p
Chapter 43: The Perfect Boy, Crowned in Light
Chapter 43: The Perfect Boy, Crowned in LightAs the divine luminescence receded like mist under morning sun, Elias found himself once again beneath the vaulted ceiling of the Grand Sanctum of Falconridge. Before him stood the serene marble effigy of the Celestial Being, her expression carved into eternal grace. He blinked, barely readjusting to the terrestrial weight of reality.Then, without warning, a column of radiance descended from the heavens—no, from some vast celestial mechanism far above the dome’s apex—casting a golden ray directly upon Elias’s feet. The church’s aged priest, clad in embroidered vestments of midnight blue and sun-threaded silver, staggered backward as the light engulfed the boy.The hairs on the priest’s neck stood like soldiers at attention. His hands trembled with reverence and terror alike, and his lips struggled to form words in the face of a phenomenon not seen for generations.“In the name of the Celestial Being…” he muttered, clutching the old prayer
Chapter 42 – Harbinger of the Future: Baptism by Divinity
Chapter 42 – Harbinger of the Future: Baptism by DivinityThe Celestial Being—her countenance stretching across the heavens like a living constellation—pouted, her astral lips curling in playful dismay. “You’ve forgotten me already, Elias?”A gust of guilt brushed through Elias’s spectral form. “Forgive me… Back then I was nothing but a floating soul—conscious, but untethered.”Her expression softened into a smile that could ignite galaxies. [It’s fine, I suppose. I forgive you. After all, you’ve been quite the source of amusement since your rebirth into this world.]“You’re not mad? I’ve been cheating, you know. Subverting this world's natural growth by importing technology from my previous life…”The goddess laughed, a laugh that rang like wind chimes strung across the stars.[Mad? Hardly. My people have clung so tightly to magic that their progress has flatlined for millennia. You, Elias, are a much-needed fracture in the stasis. A ripple in a pond that has forgotten how to ripple.
Chapter 41 – The Rite of Ascendancy: Awakening the Hidden Flame
Chapter 41 – The Rite of Ascendancy: Awakening the Hidden FlameAfter five long cycles sealed within the veiled grandeur of the Holloway estate, Elias at last found himself journeying toward the heart of Falconridge alongside his progenitors—Bob and Layla. It was not merely a change in scenery, but a symbolic passage, a rite of emergence from the cocooned shadows of youth into the first true crucible of potential.Winter’s pall had draped the world in a silvery hush, cold winds whispering secrets through skeletal trees. Inside the enchanted carriage, warmth pulsed not from mere wood or ember, but from Elias’s own hand—for he had woven a continual Ember Sigil, etched in air and kindled with whispered incantations. The result: a carriage bathed in gentle heat, warding off the bite of winter. Even the Holloway steed, draped in spectral fire spun from Elias’s fingers, trotted without strain, its breath steaming in rhythmic bursts.The crystalline gates of Falconridge rose into view, white
Chapter 40: Ascension at the Tenth Year’s Threshold
Chapter 40: Ascension at the Tenth Year’s ThresholdElias ascended the grand spiral staircase of the Holloway manor, his boots making barely a whisper against the ancient wood. He carried with him a singular thought: the acquisition of petroleum oil—volumes of it—for the culmination of his greatest invention yet. The promise of electricity, the heartbeat of the old world, pulsed within reach.Knock knock!He rapped once against the towering door to his parents’ chamber, then turned the handle and stepped inside without hesitation, his mind eager and eyes alight. But what greeted him was not a space ready to entertain a child’s engineering fervor. Instead, Bob and Layla stood mid-conversation, their faces drawn with a gravity Elias rarely saw in tandem.Instantly aware of his misstep, Elias halted. “Ah—apologies. I should have waited for your reply.”Bob offered a mild smile, his posture relaxing as he motioned him further in. “No need, son. In fact, we were just about to summon you.”
Chapter 39 – Five Years of Fire and Invention
Chapter 39 – Five Years of Fire and InventionA boy of ten years stood before a towering silver-gilded mirror in the east wing of Holloway Manor. He gazed quietly at his own reflection, one hand tugging at the ends of his sunlit golden hair, now grown long enough to brush against the curve of his ears. Gone was the skinny child of fragile constitution—what stood in his place was the forming silhouette of a young man, carved by discipline and time. A subtle strength coiled within his limbs, the reward of five relentless years devoted solely to the cultivation of the body.Elias von Holloway, son of the most powerful noble house in Falconridge, had reached a level of physical fitness that rivaled even the prime of his previous life. His bones no longer trembled under strain. His flesh no longer failed him. He moved now with the steady cadence of a youth who knew he was becoming something formidable.He slipped into his daywear—silken black tunic embroidered with crimson threads, trouser
Chapter 38 – The Alchemy of Flesh and Force
Chapter 38 – The Alchemy of Flesh and ForceAfter their harrowing excursion to the Tower of Arcane Resonance, the Holloway family returned to their ancestral manor with little ceremony but great relief. Layla, still gripped by maternal dread, refused to allow Elias a moment longer in that mystic crucible where he had collapsed so suddenly. Her eyes betrayed fear, though the Tower Master Seberus had formally inscribed Elias's status as a Quadra-Talent Arcanist into the Grand Registry.Within the sanctuary of the Holloway estate, Elias sat in the radiant stillness of his chambers, fingers brushing over the brittle, timeworn pages of the tome gifted to him by the venerable Seberus. This book—an ancient relic titled The Endurance of Stone—contained the legacy of a forgotten cultivation art: a passive Earth-aspected spell with the whispered potential to evolve into a nigh-immortal defense. And yet, its fall from favor among modern arcanists puzzled Elias."Nexus-1," Elias intoned with curi
Chapter 37: The Spell That Defied Stars
Chapter 37: The Spell That Defied Stars—Resonance Within the Living Ether—---If Nexus-2’s words held true… then Elias had just acquired the most outrageously broken spellcrafting ability in the history of arcane civilization.A thought sparked in his mind like a sigil bursting into life.Nexus-2… does my Supreme Skill allow me to control mana that doesn't belong to me?A pause—brief but charged with computational tension.—Affirmative. You now possess the authority to influence ambient mana and even the mana circulating within other beings. The degree of manipulation possible is directly proportional to the difference in spell mastery and mana command between you and the target.Elias blinked slowly, his breath catching in his throat.So I can hijack someone’s spell mid-cast… or reverse it? Force it to turn on the caster?—Correct. Reverse flow manipulation and external mana disruption are within your operational range, so long as the relative arcane resistance of the target does n
