He who Bends Time-Chapter 72 - the thing that I create

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Chapter 72: Chapter 72 - the thing that I create

"What?" exclaimed little Auran in disbelief.

"But doesn’t that make you super weak? Isn’t the whole purpose of advancing forward to become more powerful? And now you’re telling me that even though you’ve stepped into the Forge Stage, you’re as weak as an apprentice who can only cast basic spells? If anyone else knew this, they would laugh and ridicule you!" he added.

"Only as a comparison. That doesn’t mean I’m actually at the level of an apprentice magician. I’m still a Forge Stage magician—but all of my development was used for the sole purpose of creating this place. However, my weakness is only temporary—especially with the help of this place, I could gradually become powerful. Not just in terms of pure magical spell strength, but something more than that," said Auran.

"So, what’s the name of it?" little Auran asked.

"I haven’t thought of one yet," Auran replied.

"Why not? Oh! Let me guess—how about The Library of Infinite Wisdom?" said the little Auran.

"Absolutely not," denied Auran without even a second thought.

"Huh? But that’s a fitting name—and a proud one at that," complained the little Auran.

"I refuse to give this place a name that completely sells out its abilities. If the name ever gets leaked, it would be the first thing to give people clues," Auran said firmly.

"Oh, genius idea. But I don’t think there’s any way for the name of this place to get out. Not even its existence would be revealed unless you allowed it," said little Auran, looking around the library. The floating scrolls of knowledge drifted through time around him, but he showed no sign of interest—as if he either couldn’t see them or lacked the emotions to feel curiosity.

"The world is a bigger place than either of us could imagine, and in that vast worlds, there are more mysterious things than we could ever know. So we don’t know what could happen at any time," said Auran—but he wasn’t finished. "But that mystery would soon be revealed with this place in my hands. This thing... the thing..."

He paused. "Alright, I guess I should name it first."

A moment of silence passed. Then finally, Auran moved.

"I got it," he said.

And then the little Auran perked up and asked, "What is it?"

"Access Finite," Auran replied.

"It doesn’t reveal that this place holds wisdom, nor does it sell out anything about how vast it really is," he added.

"How large is this place, actually?" asked little Auran curiously.

"Come, let me show you how things happen inside my Access Finite," Auran said. With a thought, he guided himself and little Auran through the floor of Access Finite.

"Access Finite is separated into two sections. And both of those sections draw their main source of knowledge from the time rift," he explained.

"What? The time rift still exists? But doesn’t that mean there’s still danger?" exclaimed little Auran.

"Don’t cut me off. Let me explain," Auran said calmly. "The time rift does still exist—but without the threat of death when it operates in its current condition. As I explained, my mana has been transformed solely for the purpose of creating this place. And to create this place, the main source is the time rift, which means my mana has also adapted to it."

"In Access Finite, the time rift works as it usually does—supplying drops of time that are filled with random knowledge. These drops are immediately intercepted by Access Finite, which then converts the pure knowledge into readable words. This way, I can read them without having to absorb them directly into my brain."

"After that process, Access Finite stores that knowledge into the first section of the archive. Let’s call this part the Lazy Domain, since not much activity happens here other than reading."

The best part is that, as time goes on and more and more drops of time are released from the rift, more and more knowledge scrolls begin to appear in the Lazy Domain—gradually accumulating into a massive archive.

"But doesn’t that make it a mess? And wouldn’t the space eventually run out in this place to hold all the knowledge scrolls?" asked little Auran.

"A good question—and one I had to work my brain out to solve," replied Auran.

"The answer lies in the very space itself. As you can see currently, this place appears normal to the eye. But in truth, it’s a field of overlapping space-time layers. After the base layer fills up, every step I take actually jumps me through one layer of space-time into another—each with its own structure, scrolls, and environment," Auran explained.

Little Auran listened with wide eyes and mouth slightly open.

"But is that even something you could do at your current level? Overlapping space-time layers?" he asked.

"Of course not—at least not under normal circumstances. But under the condition that my mana was refined specifically to build this place, and thanks to the new knowledge I acquired from the time rift, I was able to accomplish some truly remarkable feats," Auran said confidently.

"Come, I’ll show you the second section now."

Both of them walked through the Lazy Domain until they reached a wall. Without hesitation, Auran stepped right through it—and appeared on the other side, where the time rift became fully visible.

"Whoa... the time rift—it’s marvelous," said little Auran, admiring the swirling vortex before him.

"The time rift is the main source of this entire process. While it flows constantly, it also releases time mana, which is absorbed by these things," Auran said, pointing at thin tentacle-like tunnels growing around the rift. Whenever a drop of time leaked, the tunnel would reach out and instantly absorb it.

"After absorption, the energy goes through a conversion process and is transferred into scrolls. And because of the special nature of my mana and its purpose in managing this rift, the time drops don’t cause much pressure or danger to the system. In fact, my mana also reinforces the two magic circles I previously created—stabilizing them and emitting waves of time that blow gently through the structure," Auran explained.

"Whoa!, What’s that?" asked little Auran, pointing at a book that was floating in front of the time rift.

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