Chapter 191 - First Emanators

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I was staring blankly at the ceiling while D was sleeping right beside me, snuggling her head into my chest.

She looks almost peaceful.

But what happened last night couldn't have been wilder, as we tried every position known to man.

And in the middle of it, D showed me a new position that I never thought existed, the type of stuff that is an immortal-grade dual cultivation technique in xianxia terms

Simply put, it's an impossible position for a human; there's a limit to how much your muscles can bend.

Thankfully, none of us is normal, so it worked to some extent.

Still, despite my newfound power, I was genuinely exhausted, which itself is a miracle.

D never held back and was satisfied with our last night's activities.

I noticed that the one in my chest was her original body; it wasn't an avatar like before.

Since I can finally handle her main one, she did not hesitate to descend, which was crazy considering that on her way down she could have accidentally destroyed the world.

However, the shocking part wasn't that, but how she managed to descend silently, without any commotion.

Here I thought Gaia, or at least Alaya, would have stopped her from descending into this world since she's a great threat to humanity.

But nothing stopped her.

Not a speck.

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Meanwhile, in an unknown space,

"What the hell just happened?! What's a pathstrider?! What the heck is imaginary energy?!"

"Humanity NUMBA ONE!!! SUCK IT, GAIA! We don't need your ugly ass planet anymore! Fuck YOU!"

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Something or someone must have intervened.

(A/N: Bozo, it's you!)

Whoever they are, they are extremely dangerous.

Then I started at beyond the ceiling; my 'eyes' could now view an entire planet without any physical movement at all. I was looking down at Earth above.

I could see it; the number of people who could walk alongside my path was tens of thousands at the very least.

After all, [ Victory ] has a wider net in terms of its reach.

I wasn't surprised; as long as one strives for victory, anyone with a sufficient will could become a pathstrider of victory.

All I needed to do was just wait for them to eventually resonate with my path and a pathstrider.

In the middle of my inspection, amongst those who have potential. I saw something that surprised me.

"There's already someone who could become my emanator?" It's like an itch that could never be removed unless I did something about it.

Because whoever they may be, they just don't resonate with my conceptual philosophy, but rather align with me.

They already have sufficient understanding of victory, which is why they only needed a bit of permission to unlock their potential.

No matter what, I must have them become my emanator, the first one in this universe.

Frankly, I thought I would have to wait for a while to find an emanator; from what I could understand, finding one was harder than searching through a grain of sand.

After all, you can't just force someone to become an emanator or else they'd explode.

Then my gaze went closer and closer to that person; then it went to Japan, then to Tokyo and to my shock, they were located in the same district as my physical body and when I finally saw who they were.

My shock immediately turned into amusement. "Heh, I should have known that it was going to be them. They perfectly align with the path I'm walking. I'm not surprised that they have potential greater than anyone else in this world."

They were Sora and Shiro.

The legendary Kohaku [ ], the duo that never once lost in any games.

Both of them have the potential to become my emanator, and combined they would become a top-tier emanator only below me in terms of resonance, as I'm a pioneer of this path, at least in this world.

Still, each one of the two is already eligible to become my emanator.

Seeing that it was my friend and his sister, any hesitation disappeared from my mind; even if it wasn't Sora and Shiro, I'd still let them become emanators mainly because of how rare a find they are; still, it was great to see familiar faces.

But before I poured any imaginary energy into my path to them, I first teleported them inside an imaginary space because I glanced at them.

I finally understood that those aeons from my memories separate potential emanators from the physical world before pouring their path energy into them; simply put, without putting them in space.

The amount of energy being poured freely was equivalent to an entire solar system, which means all of that energy would cause untold amounts of destruction to the physical world.

Even if it's not directed, the leftover energy would surely destroy the planet they are standing on.

So it became an unwritten rule for aeons to separate their chosen ones within their imaginary space before glancing at them.

I saw the two of them panicking as they floated inside my imaginary space, as they stared at me.

To be fair, in their perspective, all they could see was a giant eyeball with a golden pupil staring directly at them; if anything else, it looked like something straight out of Lovecraftian mythology.

Thanks to my incomplete ascension, I could freely choose my form, unlike a fully matured aeon, whose form is permanent and perfectly aligned with how they see their paths.

Which is why they saw a giant golden pupil and not anything else.

I was almost amused at the two hugging each other like a koala, but in the end I sympathize with their fear, so I immediately started pouring my Imaginary energy into their bodies, making them stronger, not just physically but also spiritually; they are slowly becoming a fundamentally different lifeform, a higher level of existence closer to a divine.

Not like a demigod, but straight-up minor divinity in this world's point of view.

The two realized that I didn't mean any harm and understood that I was giving them power, and instinctively knew why they were chosen to walk this path, and after giving them what they needed, I finally stopped.

And now I was back in the hotel room, and D was staring directly at me. It was a bit eerie how black her pupils were, like the abyss.s I didn't really notice yesterday, but right now, with her original body, her eyes were as dark as they could be.

If it weren't for her attractive physical features, I would have mistaken her for an eerie creature that came straight out of the uncanny valley.

"What?"

"I just saw you do something interesting," D admitted.

Well, I can see where she's coming from; after all, it's not every day that you would see someone granting that amount of power.

If I wasn't the one giving them that authority, I would be interested too.

"How particular your new power is. Normally, giving someone that much authority would weaken your own, but you? Instead of becoming weaker, you become more powerful and complete; it's like having your own private server in Minecraft; the more people join, the more power you will have."

What a degrading analogy, but I can't deny her either because it's true; however, she made it sound simple.

It is a bit more complex than that.

Anyway, ignoring that, I have to leave now.

"It's already morning; it's almost time for school." 

"Screw that, for beings like us, going to school is almost insulting." D sneered.

I looked her in the eyes and said, "Then why are you still going to school?"

"Duh, cause it's fun, and there's you."

And going by that logic, she's basically insulting herself. "Right…I'm still going."

Before I could leave the bedroom, she hugged my waist, preventing me from standing up. "Wait! Wait! Stay still! If you want to go, I won't stop you, but first let's do it one more time!"

"No, it's almost time."

"Bitch, we both know that you can easily teleport, and besides, you, of all people, shouldn't worry about being late or not, considering you rarely go in time!"

"Look-" 

"I will suck your dick if we do it one more time today." 

And almost immediately I folded to that.

So for the next few minutes the room made a symphony of wet slurping noises and gagging.

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A/N: I'm done procrastinating. Starting from today, I will consistently update about 1-3 chapters daily, unless there's an emergency or a blackout. I will write. The first week is going to be hard, mostly because I have to familiarize myself with a daily schedule; it's like my mind is telling me yes, but my body is telling me no. I need to get used to it.

Until I stockpile at least 20 chapters in this fanfic, only then will I start updating other fics that I may haven't written in a while.

I know damn well this 'schedule' and 'promise' meant absolutely nothing to you guys considering my extremely poor record. I will try my best to be a proper writer because fuck I need discipline.

If only there were a gadget that could give me a physical shock if I don't write daily, I would love to have it.