[Intro]
Sitting on your terrace and gazing up at the sky is one of the most peaceful experiences. Under a clear night, countless stars shimmer, planets drift silently, and the universe whispers its ancient tales. But what we see is only the surface of an endless ocean.
Beyond our sight lie planetary systems — vast collections of worlds orbiting suns — and star clusters brimming with uncountable stars. These gather into galaxies, which themselves weave together to form the cosmic web, a colossal lattice of infinite galaxies. This cosmic web, in turn, resides within our universe.
And yet… nothing ends here.
Beyond the universe stretches the multiverse, an infinite assembly of universes, each with its own logic, laws, and realities. Greater still is the megaverse, containing an unknown number of multiverses. Finally, there is the omniverse — the ultimate reality: the set of all that exists and all that does not, encompassing megaverses, multiverses, universes, dimensions, dreamscapes, timelines, metaphysical planes, and even entire systems of logic. It is everything that can, cannot, will, or will never exist.
Within the omniverse, possibility and impossibility are merely choices, defined and reshaped by four forces: observers, manipulators, managers, and the creator.
Observers — beings like us: humans, animals, animate and inanimate objects, and even entire universes where energy flows in finite, natural ways. These belong to Numb Transcendence.
When an object or being can manipulate energy without limit, it becomes Post Transcendence.
When possibilities themselves are rewritten across the omniverse, that is the domain of Partial Transcendence — the managers of reality.
And when the omniverse and all transcendences themselves are brought into being, the paradoxical origin behind it all is known as Absolute Transcendence.
[Begins Chapter 1(Centura KIngdom Arc), Part 1: A business]
"A crumbling sound of my bones....huh! So refreshing, right!?" said Pragh after waking from the deep sleep as he stretched his body, a part of his daily routine. He stood up, put on his sleepers, and started brushing his teeth. "Again, a new day, new story," said Pragh in his muffled voice. He took a bath and went out of his cottage.
Praghav Suvansha, also known as Pragh, is a 15-year-old boy who resides in a small white cottage near Centura Valley in the Centura Kingdom. He is friendly, but also becomes angry quickly. He is now going towards the river as he always does as a part of his morning chores. He jogged there and sat on a concrete fence near the Centura riverbank."Cons, I don't know why, but I think I am just a load over the aunt Ameeshell, many kids in Centura start doing jobs and running a family at the age of 12 years, but me the only one who is jobless at fifteen," said Pragh to Constant like a whisper that has forgotten why it's speaking. Constant is an unknown voice that only Pragh hears."Mmm! No, that's not the truth. She doesn't want you to open up and start doing the job. There might be some reasons, and you are just obeying her," said Constant to Praght, like a voice wrapped in a gentle smile."Yeah, huh! But I want to do a business so that I can make her rest and proud of my skills," he said in a hushed but imaginative tone."Pragh! Sometimes, making your own decision despite disobeying gives you a chance to discover your potential and make others proud and sorry for misjudging you," she replied in a bright and unshakable tone."I don't think a two-hour motivation would work on me, but thanks for the guidance, Cons! Your guidance always works, I hope for this time also, "said Pragh as glowing with possibility.
By midday, he returned to his cottage and went into the basement. His small wooden basement was full of glowing stones and glass bottles of cold drinks. Sun's twilight coming in from the gaps between the woods. He picked one glowing stone and grabbed the bottle. Put them on his desk and over the stone, he placed his hand, and with closed eyes, he started concentrating. Soon, the atmosphere became warm, and the desk started vibrating. His hands were sucking the glow of the stone, and then the hand started glowing in a bluish white light, and the stone's glow disappeared. Now it's a normal stone. Then he grabbed the bottle with his other hand and put his glowing hand over the bottle. And again started concentrating, but this time his whole body turned red and vapours from his skin came out. The glow was being transferred to the bottle. Finally, all the glow is inside the glass bottle. His body relaxed. "Finally, 10 gallons of glowing substance I have now," he whispered."Pragh! always collecting those mana crystallates from the river's edge and transferring mana from the stone to the bottle is just your hobby, or does it have some purpose? This time, you should answer me." Cons asked with curiosity. "Giving it a try, as you said in the morning, that I should make decisions, but before this, I should have to make sure Aunt Ameeshell would not know about it until I succeed," replied Pragh in a voice that runs ahead of itself. Constant tipped forward like a question mark and asked," So, what's the plan?". Let's go to the Centura Business Town.
Next Morning, Pragh woke up and started arranging his bag to go to the business town, which is 80 km away from his cottage. He took his meal, a foldable table, a tablecloth, and all 10 gallons of glowing glass bottles. The luggage was too heavy, so he took his cycle and went to the Centura port. Near the edge of the port, there was a parking slot, so he parked his cycle there. Then he used up 50 athers for a boat. The Business town is on the other side of the river, which is still 40 km away after crossing the river. He loaded the luggage onto the boat and told the sailor to row the boat." Huh, I invested 50 athers out of 200 athers Aunt Ameeshell gave me for the whole month, but I want her to rest and doesn't want to be stressed about me so much. I hope I must succeed." he thought by holding a pride of some great deed he is going to do. "The idea of selling these mana reserves might not work. So what's the idea you have?" Constant asked firmly. "No worries, still I don't know what these manas are, but someone might know, and as I try to sell, I would get some idea from the customers about it. So even at the start, I may fail, but I will succeed after knowing its true use," he replied confidently to Cons. "Alright, then I will guide you as always on your way," she said in an upright and unwavering tone. The boat reached the riverbank, and Pragh was setting his foot on land. He took his luggage and asked a policeman who was passing by about the location of the cart stand. After getting the location, Pragh heads towards the cart stand, which was 100 m away.
"There are many things, Iiiii wantttt to know… because there is a dream.
That this story never ends, and if it ends, then in a happy stream…" by singing the melodious song, he continued to head toward the cart stand.
"Huh….! Finally Final step before entering business town. I came here one time, 4 years ago, with Aunt Ameeshell. I don't know why she covered her and my face with a cloth. But now I think I am mature enough to handle it all by myself." he was looking proud and curious to start his journey. "This is what I expect from you.... Let's go," Cons commented on his enthusiasm. He loaded his luggage onto a bullock cart and asked the cart driver to take him to the business town's main entrance. On his way to business town, he fell asleep on the cart as he got tired while moving with luggage. After hours of nap, he woke up, yawning and rubbing his one eye, he saw outside that a huge crowd of people gathered either to sell or most of them to buy. The lightning was so soothing as it turned evening, the cart driver said that they had arrived at the destination. The town was so big and developed, also there were many things to buy or sell. He firmly as the cart driver to wait for him and see the luggage until he came back in a few minutes. By asking locations to the local people he reached the business town's main office to gather a temporary one-day license to sell products in the town. A one-day license costs 15 athers, and after purchasing it, he returned to the cart and paid 60 athers to the driver. "Oof! So much investment," he said in a tired voice, and put his luggage out of his cart. He took out his foldable table and cloth. He arranged them and put the glowing bottles on the table. "I hope I succeed," he said with his legs shaking. But to be surprised, to be surprised, the glowing glass bottles grab the attention of all the passersby. It seems like it might be something very precious, or they might have seen this for the first time. After a few hours, some rich people came to buy the glass bottles. "How much for this?" a random buyer just asked, to which he replied with a stunning smile, "Just 15 ather, sir!" although something unbelievable happened. He sold one, and the line started becoming long. His curiosity to know the reason behind the craziness of the customers increased. So he somehow asked them why they were buying this, but to be surprise, everyone answered the same that they were just seeing this type of thing for the first time. Also, when he asked about the mana, nobody knew about it. Those people saw glowing stones gathered near the river edge, but didn't know how they worked. He just found out that those stones have come from the Westura kingdom for centuries." It's obvious that they don't know about mana. It might be because they can't practically use it like the people of the Westura kingdom." Cons said in her lurking voice. Pragh got a bit angry with Cons about hiding the information." Sorry! But there are many things I know, but I can't tell you due to your own strength. If I revealed it already, you had never stepped here." Her reply was warm but directed." If you had told me earlier, I would have gone to Westura," with some loud voice. "To be frank, if you had gone there, it would have taken 10 days to reach there, also your pocket money wouldn't have been enough to go there, and the main thing is that the whole mana reserve would be useless for them as they need manas in hundreds of gallons. So my guidance never fails you, just believe me," in a sharp, stunning voice, she replied. He realised that she was right and he misbehaved. "Sorry, Cons, I should have thought about it. You were right and I am wrong in many ways." he shamefully said. "Uh! No, never, you don't need to say sorry because I am your friend, you can misbehave, and you can be angry with me. Moreover, I am your guide and a guide guides, not complains." She said sympathetically. "Oh! Cons, thank you. Any more guidance?" he asked with tears and a smile."Yes, the line is becoming too long, and we have to reach home before midnight," she told him, firm as if underlining each word in the air."Oh yes! I forgot, sorry, sir," he laughed a bit carelessly.
"1497,1498,1499, and 1500 athers total money after selling 100 pieces of mana bottles," he said as heavy with relief, light with triumph.
We can see two soldiers behind the business town office building's wall, watching him. They were tall and full of suspicions." Have you seen that?" one asked, and then another replied, "We should report the incident to the commander-in-chief."
[ Patr 1 ends]