CH 576: 1st Day (Patreon)

And God said, Let there be light: and there was light. And God saw the light, that it was good: and God divided the light from the darkness. And God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And the evening and the morning were the first day.

Upon the sound of the first trumpet, hail and fire mingled with blood is thrown to Earth, burning up a third of the trees on the planet, and all green grass

Words of a scripture

The first day came and went for Sol and he realized that he had much more to do than he initially planned. His discussion with Athena had given him some realization and he needed to capitalize on them.

For one, the looks he had been getting from the soldiers changed instantly. They already knew that he was powerful after he showed them the difference in power but nothing like a fire and destruction beam to bring forth respect in a bunch of battle-hardened men.

The faith they had in him skyrocketed and this was something Sol was happy to see as faith would eventually become an important commodity for him. This was one of the reasons why he was always filming and sharing his most epic moments.

Faith was a feeling born from fear, respect, or love and the purest faith were those who had a mixture of everything in them. Faith was both illusory and intangible but at the same time, Faith could be converted into true currency or power source.

It was something very precious and something one could never have enough of.

Sol wanted to become stronger. Very fast. His power allowed him to avoid being blindsided too easily but he was not omniscient. Still, of the three paths, Omniscience, Omnipotence, and Omnipresence,  he was climbing steadily on Omniscience and the amount of skills he could use was also growing.

His main problem, if one could call it such, was that he could not completely bring the skill of his dimension in the real world without going for a dimension encroachment. But in the same way, the power he could bring with such was relatively limited as he did not have the power of a demigod backing him.

Currently, Sol was sitting on the hard ground in his room while in deep meditation. His goal was not to pierce the secret of dimensional magic yet but simply to digest the insight he had received and how to apply it.

At this moment, he was akin to an artist with a nearly finished work of art and all he needed was to add the color. By now, Sol already knew what name he wanted to get and he knew how to get it.

This was the perfect occasion for him and once he became a King, many things would change for him. Both visible and invisible things.

“The path of Omnipresence, huh.”

Sol mulled over this. If all things were considered, the three paths, while seemingly different, were in fact interconnected. If one was omnipotent then one could make themselves omniscient and Omnipresent.

If one is omniscient then are they not omnipresent in a way? This was an interesting way of seeing things.

“I should not take the three paths as exclusive.”

One could not reliably be one without the others. So why fight? Why separate? All roads lead to one destination and One destination could create millions of roads, which then could create smaller and narrower roads.

“Oh…”

Sol started thinking. His mind wandered, his eyes closed and his power surged and he entered his dimension. The Inverted dimension. A place where the entire universe was seemingly flipped upside on.

A place where he could inverse even concepts such as how he did when facing enemies such as Lucifer. Though called Lucifer seemed quite wrong in this situation.

Observing the dimension. Sol had one thought.

“Is it truly my dimension?”

Up to now, what he did was akin to using the Dimension as a key, a portal between the two universes. He did have some control over it and could do some interesting things but was it truly his dimension?

How could he call it such when he did not have full control over it? But then how to have full control over it?

Sol pondered and then looked at the sky he thought. Let’s do things one at a time. He was in a hurry. He needed to grow faster and better than anyone else. But haste always led to waste. Only by advancing steadily could he reach his destination.

Pondering about deeper control of his dimension would be something to look forward to when he became stronger and had higher computational power.  Of course, not all this would necessarily bring more power.

Dimensional mages were rare and territories were scarce. He lacked frames of reference and could not do much about that at the moment.

“I wish Tiamat was here.”

That old woman who liked to be called Big Sis had been a treasure trove of information when it came to growing stronger. She undoubtedly had one of the better understanding of “How to get stronger” rather than some random individuals who might not even have a tenth of her experience.

Sadly, while he wished to come to have a deeper discussion with her, it would be complicated unless he became a demigod. But once he became a demigod, he would not be able to see her either and she would lose all need to teach him anything.

Truly a somewhat problem. After all, once the mortal realm was stolen, he may or may not become an enemy with the goddesses and this wouldn’t be very good for him if Tiamat started chasing him like she seemingly did in the alternative timeline with his other self, things would be very complicated.

This was a point to look forward to and analyze. He did not seek perfection. But he would make damn sure he reached as close to perfection as possible.

(AN: A Kinda info dumpy. Sorry. Writing this while nodding off. Seriously need to find a better time to write.)