"At Level Six, you're no longer a 'little sun,' but a truly massive Fixed Star."
Like the sun from my past life, or the blazing stars hanging in the sky of the Profound Yellow Star.
Your every move would influence the workings of an entire Star System.
Evolving to this level means nearing the pinnacle of the Wizard World... a Level Seven True Spirit!
Ian's breath hitched.
'They say that at Level Seven True Spirit, the very dimension of one's life undergoes a qualitative transformation.'
'Following the evolutionary logic of celestial bodies, the step beyond isn't a larger "Fixed Star," but... a black hole.'
'Gravity collapses to an extreme, devouring everything—including light, including Time.'
'Within the event horizon of a black hole, even Rules are twisted and devoured.'
'That is a Realm beyond comprehension.'
But Ian's deductions didn't stop there. His thoughts ran wild, like a stallion that had thrown its rider.
