Kyle went to the Law Well for the Law of Minor Light. He already knew the Laws of Yin-Light and Yang-Light, which was why he knew that the Law of Minor Light wouldn't come to him as easily as the others.

Light and Darkness worked differently from the other Elemental Laws. While Light and Darkness also existed in a physical sense, their physical representation was just a tiny part of their concepts. They truly showed their power when interacting with the other Elements.

They mostly worked by changing the properties of other Elements. They reduced and added mass, and in the later levels, they could even change the intensity of Energy.

In a way, one could say that they were more fundamental than the other Elemental Laws.

The Law Well for the Law of Minor Light was far bigger than the other ones. The number of exhibitions was several times higher since the Law Well also showed how Light interacted with every other Element.

The number of platforms was much lower since every platform needed to use much more Energy to operate. This increased the price by quite a bit.

This time, there were no Tribe Members in the Law Well, which meant that Kyle had to purchase one.

"Sir, you may have my spot."

Kyle glanced over at the Sect Member, who had just sent a voice transmission to him. It was an older woman with light-blonde hair.

"It's fine," Kyle transmitted. "I can pay for a platform. I don't lack Merits. You are a Sect Member, which means you can't spend Merits as easily as Tribe Members. I genuinely do not need more Merits. I have all I need."

However, the woman just stood up and walked away from the platform while looking at Kyle.

As soon as the spot became free, several people looked over. Every spot was worth over 70 Merits, which was a significant sum for Sect Members.

One of the onlookers slightly lowered his stance to charge towards the spot.

At that moment, Kyle noticed something.

A small swarm of black dots appeared in the atmosphere before vanishing again. At the same time, Kyle also felt a subtle feeling of tension in the air. It was like the atmosphere had slightly changed.

The man, who had been prepared to charge over, seemed to hesitate and looked around nervously. No one seemed to look at him, but for some reason, he felt like he was not supposed to take the spot. His instincts told him that this would be a bad idea.

"There's a free spot, and nobody is taking it," the older woman transmitted to Kyle with some amusement.

Kyle sighed. "Why are you doing this? 70 Merits is not a lot for me, but it might be a lot for you," he transmitted.

"70 Merits is a significant sum for me," she transmitted, "but you have given me something even more valuable. You are Black Sin Hammer 37, right?"

Kyle blinked in surprise. "Yes, that's my title," he answered.

"About 20,000 years ago, my son was sent to Fort K-878 to fight Primal Demons as one of his practical exams. You might not know this, but over half of all Primals die during these exams. However, during the 100 years of his exam, not even 10% of the Primals in his group were killed. The Demons attacked relentlessly, but every so often, there was a pause. The enemy numbers didn't accumulate, giving his group space to regroup and recuperate. During that year, Black Sin Hammer 37 was acting as a Decimator in Fort S-878."

"Today, my son is a Minor Sage, and he has joined the Spears. Without Black Sin Hammer 37, many more people would have died, and my son might have been among them."

"What are some years of work in exchange for my son's life?" she transmitted.

Kyle's eyes widened as he listened to the older woman.

"A friend of my niece's husband acted as another Demon Harvester in Fort A-878," another Sect Member transmitted to Kyle. "He died to the Demons as a Primal, but that was centuries later."

"My brother-in-law had a friend whose nephew worked in Fort U-878. Without Black Sin Hammer 37, Fort U-878 would still be in the control of a spy," a third Sect Member transmitted.

"Senior-sister Hall was in Fort U-878 as a member of the maintenance team. She told me that I should try to help Black Sin Hammer 37 if I ever meet him," another Sect Member transmitted.

"She also told that to me."

"Me as well."

Kyle looked at all the Sect Members who had spoken to him in disbelief.

Ayuvar was huge! How could there be so many people in this place who knew someone whom Kyle had helped?

Karmic Lines and Karmic Dots appeared for a moment in Kyle's vision. For just a tiny instant, everything looked clear.

Their numbers...

Their numbers were unfathomable.

That was when Kyle realized how this was possible.

Humanity and its units closely work together. Almost all of these people have thousands, if not tens of thousands, of connections. Then, the people they know have thousands of connections, and these people also have thousands of connections.

There are thousands of people here. So, while there are no people present whom I have directly helped, there's a realistic chance that I have helped someone who's three, four, or five Karmic Lines away from them.

For a moment, Kyle's vision became blurry as he saw an endless sea of green.

This sea of green came from countless individual threads of positive Karmic Luck.

There were millions, if not billions!

How many people had been fighting in the Forts behind Fort S-878, U-878, and V-2550 during Kyle's shift?

How many Demons had he killed?

Kyle had killed over three trillion Demons, and the majority of them would have been True Battles for a group of weaker Seekers.

These Seekers had friends and families as well, who were thankful that the Seeker in question was still alive.

This sea of green was like a dripping faucet on the searing star that was Kyle's negative Karmic Luck. Yet, it only appeared insignificant in front of Kyle's karmic debt. One drop of this faucet would be enough to provide water for millions of microbes.

Kyle's mind shook before it fully relaxed. A feeling of tranquility appeared, filling his mind with clarity.

He didn't understand any Laws.

His strength didn't increase.

The world still treated him like an irredeemable sinner.

And yet, as Kyle saw the endless stream of green, his feelings connected with his thoughts. His heart and mind committed to the same path.

Countless lines of purple color manifested around Kyle, drowning out the sea of green.

In the context of Karmic Luck, purple signified responsibility.

"Then, I thank you for the spot, Kyle transmitted with a smile as he approached the free platform.

"Thank you," the older woman transmitted.

"Thank you," another person transmitted.

"Thank you."

Kyle sat down on the platform without guilt. He happily accepted the gift.

The absence of guilt originated from an appearance of responsibility.

'The inhabitants of Ayuvar have treated me with sincerity,' Kyle thought. 'I will return their sincerity.'

'How long has it been?'

'The Supreme World? No.'

'The Tertiary World? Maybe, but not completely.'

'Earth? No.'

'Is this the first time?'

'It might be.'

'Is this what it feels like to have a home?'

The purple lines of Karmic Luck increased in number as Kyle accepted the heavy weight of responsibility.

'I am part of Ayuvar.'

'Ayuvar is my home.'

'And I will protect my home!'

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Editors Notes:

Kyle decided he will in fact not be harassed in his own private domicile

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