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> [Stage Twelve — Begins Now.]
[Mission: Compress your spiritual energy until it reaches the critical point of transformation.]
Everything around him was darkness,
but Arian could feel a pulse within the void.
The energy inside him was boiling—
as if a sun had been trapped inside his chest.
The voice of the Unknown Master echoed within him:
> "To create a world… you must first melt yourself."
Arian sat in a meditative position.
Time stopped moving.
Billions of years passed… while he remained still.
He wasn't counting—because existence itself had stopped counting.
The energy gathered… compressed…
densified until it became a tiny gray point spinning inside him.
When it reached the absolute limit, it burst—
like a cosmic heartbeat.
> [Maximum energy density achieved.]
[Transitioning to Stage Thirteen.]
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🌍 Stage Thirteen — "The Formation of Earth"
> [Mission: Convert the condensed energy into tangible matter.]
Arian opened his eyes and found himself in an endless void.
He lifted his hand, and gray light gathered in his palm.
He began shaping it into a piece of land—
a small gray island,
rotating in the emptiness like a newborn breathing planet.
> "From nothingness… existence is born."
Every particle in his body trembled as every mountain formed.
Every pulse of energy built a tree or a sea.
But creation was painful—
the energy forming this world was pulled straight from his bones.
He felt every stone as if it were a piece of his body breaking and rebuilding.
> [Stage Thirteen — Complete.]
[Initiating Stage Fourteen.]
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🌿 Stage Fourteen — "The Creation of Life"
> [Mission: Breathe spirit into the world.]
[Warning: This stage may cause collapse of the physical body.]
The Unknown Master spoke softly:
> "Here, Arian… every creator pays the price."
The gray land began to crack,
and from it emerged beings of light and shadow—
primordial spirits without form,
dancing between clouds and water.
Yet with every breath Arian took,
his ribs shattered, his skin split—
his human vessel unable to withstand the idea of creation itself.
He screamed—
and that scream became a spark of new life.
The island started to pulse—
with wind, with rain, with sound.
> [Life requirement fulfilled.]
[Initiating Stage Fifteen.]
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☯️ Stage Fifteen — "The Fusion"
> [Mission: Merge the created world with the user's spiritual body.]
The world began to collapse.
The island trembled, the creatures cried,
and everything rushed toward him as if the flow of existence reversed.
Arian opened his arms.
The gray energy abandoned the world—
surging toward him like a drowning ocean.
The Unknown Master whispered,
with pride and calm woven into his voice:
> "You have forged your world, my heir… now become it."
Light swallowed his body,
and all scenes vanished in an instant.
He remained in a pure void—no darkness, no light.
But inside him… a whole universe existed.
The Tower's voice returned after a long silence:
> [Analyzing energy…]
[Birth of "Arian's Inner World" recorded.]
[Exceptional triple ascension.]
[New Level: Seventh — Spiritual Warrior.]
[Warning: Entity has exceeded Tower boundaries.]
[… recalibrating laws …]
The void trembled,
and the Unknown Master laughed softly:
> "Only now… does your real story begin, Arian."