My Talent's Name Is Generator

I stared at the Soul Sea for a long time.

The answer was obvious now. I had been approaching the problem from the wrong direction. I had spent all this time trying to increase the quantity of Soul Force within my Soul Space, assuming that a larger ocean would naturally mean a stronger foundation.

But the Soul Space itself had already reached the limit imposed by my current realm. No matter how much energy I poured into it, the boundary would not expand unless the foundation supporting it changed first.

I slowly looked toward my floating soul.

At 333 feet tall, it remained suspended above the enormous ocean, surrounded by dense strands of Soul Force. I could feel the immense power contained within it, yet I also sensed something much deeper beneath the surface. The Soul Sea was not refusing more energy because it lacked space. It was refusing because I had reached the absolute limit of what my current foundation could contain.

Then another thought emerged.

If I could not make the ocean larger, perhaps I could make it denser.

My eyes narrowed.

I had been trying to expand my Soul Sea when I should have been perfecting it.

I raised my hand, and the enormous ocean beneath me immediately began moving. At first, the waves merely trembled before slowly converging toward the center. Then the movement accelerated. Vast currents of Soul Force began spiraling inward, creating an enormous vortex beneath my floating soul.

The entire Soul Space trembled.

I remained motionless as the Soul Sea continued collapsing inward.

The ocean became smaller.

Then smaller still.

But the Soul Force within it did not disappear. Instead, it became increasingly compressed. What had previously been a vast ocean now resembled a gigantic rotating vortex whose density continued increasing with every passing moment.

I could feel the pressure building.

My soul trembled beneath it.

I immediately invoked my Major Law of Harmony, allowing the countless forms of Soul Force to stabilize and merge instead of violently colliding. At the same time, my Major Law of Bounded Reality spread across the Soul Space, reinforcing its boundaries and preventing the compression from tearing my foundation apart.

Then I added Spacetime.

The flow of time around the vortex slowed while the surrounding space folded inward, allowing an enormous quantity of Soul Force to occupy an increasingly smaller region without causing the Soul Space itself to collapse.

The pressure became terrifying.

Even my consciousness began hurting.

Yet I continued.

The Soul Force condensed further, and the enormous vortex gradually began taking shape around a single central point.

I stared at it with complete concentration. This was no longer about accumulation.

This was foundation.

The more I compressed the Soul Sea, the clearer that realization became. I was forcing the countless strands of Soul Force that made up my foundation to converge into something far more fundamental. I wasn’t creating more energy. I was changing the structure of the energy I already possessed.

Then something inside my soul trembled. A strange sensation spread through my entire existence.

My floating soul suddenly became heavier existentially. I felt as though my soul had acquired weight within reality itself.

The runes surrounding my body began illuminating one after another.

My crown brightened.

The Executor’s Staff in my left hand began vibrating faintly, while Prarambh in my right hand released a low hum that seemed to resonate with the entire Soul Space.

I stared at the transformation in silence.

The compressed Soul Sea had reached a critical point. The enormous vortex suddenly collapsed inward.

There was no explosion.

Instead, everything became silent.

The countless waves, currents and strands of Soul Force converged toward the center until an incredibly dense sphere of energy appeared beneath my Soul Projection.

It was tiny compared to the ocean that had existed moments ago. Yet the pressure radiating from it was vastly greater.

I instinctively understood what I was looking at.

A foundation.

Not the complete foundation of a Demigod, but the beginning of one.

The realization sent a strange chill through me. I had never truly understood what separated the Saint Realm from what came afterward.

Now I was finally touching that threshold.

The sphere beneath my soul slowly stabilized, and countless tiny runes began forming across its surface. They weren’t ordinary runes. They were fragments of the Laws I had comprehended, intertwining with one another and creating a structure far more profound than any Domain I had previously constructed.

My eyes narrowed.

So this was the foundation of a Demigod.

I hadn’t completed it. I couldn’t even say that I had truly entered the realm.

But I had created the first seed.

The Divine Foundation Seed.

The moment that thought formed, my Domain reacted.

Even though I had not consciously summoned Veritas Dominus, its presence suddenly began emerging around me. Violet-silver radiance spread through the Soul Space as the ancient tablet manifested behind my soul once again.

The two colossal chains descended from above.

But something was different.

The runes carved across them were denser than before. The authority within them felt heavier.

The Domain itself seemed to possess greater depth, as though the entire structure had gained another layer that had previously been missing.

I watched silently as the Soul Space began changing around me. My Domain was no longer merely imposing my Laws upon reality.

It was beginning to establish its own reality. But the distinction was unmistakable.

I understood the implication immediately.

A true Demigod could replace the Laws of the world with their own authority.

I could not do that yet.

But my Domain had begun taking its first step toward doing so.

That was enough.

A faint smile appeared on my face. I had reached the wall of the Saint Realm.

Instead of breaking through it, I had built something against it.

Something that could eventually become the foundation for the realm beyond.

The Divine Foundation Seed continued rotating beneath my Soul Projection, drawing the remaining Soul Force toward itself while maintaining the compressed structure of my newly perfected Soul Sea.

I could feel the difference throughout my entire existence.

My Soul Force was no longer merely vast.

It was dense.

My soul was no longer merely powerful.

It had begun acquiring foundation.

And my Domain was no longer merely an expression of my Laws.

It had begun developing authority.

I slowly opened my eyes.

"Psuedo Demigod..."

The words escaped my lips quietly.

I wasn’t there yet but I could finally see the path.

And with the remaining fifteen percent of the Twelfth Soul Current still waiting inside my Dawn Core, I knew I had more than enough resources to continue pushing this newly formed foundation toward its absolute limit.

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