Lui's eyes widened. The path beneath him—the path left by the First Silence—stretched beyond sight, dissolving into what felt like infinity itself. The Dreamroot throbbed under his feet, alive, aware.
Then it appeared.
The First Silence Before All Concepts. Its form… impossible. Vast, unknowable, yet somehow moving with absolute purpose. And as it walked, creation unfolded around Kai like a living tapestry.
With a single step Void World, pure potential without form.
Another step Promised Lands, glowing with hope.
Next: Hell and Heaven, extremes of existence, intertwined yet separate.
Planets spun into orbit. Stars ignited. Time began to flow, then twist, then collapse into itself. Worlds appeared—Space World, Nothingness, Void Nothingness, Everythingness, the Space of Everythingness, Time World, Chaos World—each one a reflection of raw possibility.
Lui's mind raced. The layers of existence spread endlessly
The Great Spirits of Light and Darkness, Spirits Holy, Abyss, Underworld, Dream Worlds
Cardinal World, Central World, World Gap, Central Beyond Dimension
The Afterlife, Place of Beginning, Plane of God, Completeness, Subspace
Ryushu, Gods, Spirit World, Great Spirits of Time and Space, Great Spirits' Wills
Material Spheres, Suspended Worlds, Infinite Mass Energy, Digital Lifeforms
Infinite Reality, Infinite Time-Space, Infinite Dimensions, Infinite Parallel Worlds, Labyrinth, Promise World
Boundless of Will Worlds, Place of Fiction Worlds, Books of Fictional Worlds, Dreamlands, Subspace Boundaries
Every step of the Silence wove them together. Threads of energy, thought, and will intertwined, binding timelines, realities, and worlds into a single, infinite network. Kai's head spun. He had seen the Dreamroot before, but this… this was everything, amplified beyond comprehension.
And yet… it was orderly. Patterns emerged amidst chaos, laws whispered into being. Every fictional world, every dreamland, every possibility was real here, because the First Silence willed it.
Lui's heart pounded. He realized something terrifying and exhilarating: the First Silence had created everything—not just worlds, but the rules, the possibilities, the very essence of existence itself. And every step it took, every pause, shaped the multiverse, the omniverse, the infinite cosmology he now stood before.
The Silence did not speak. Yet Kai heard it: Creation is movement. I walk. Existence follows.
He swallowed hard. This was no longer a journey for knowledge. It was a journey to witness the heart of creation itself, to follow the footsteps of the being that made all that ever was, is, and could be.
Lui took a deep breath and stepped forward. Beyond the infinity of worlds, the layers of dimensions, the Dreamroot pulsing beneath, he was ready to follow the First Silence into the boundless unknown.
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