Quantity Explodes. Authority Does Not.
The moment the Ascendant Bond stabilized—
The Origin reacted.
Not violently.
Precisely.
Multiplier Calculation
Bond Count = 1
Bond Multiplier =1,000,000 × (1^1.2)= 1,000,000×
This multiplier applies to Final Gain, not base stats.
Seraphina's Astral Compression Physique granted:
Base Gain per circulation cycle = +5 all primary statsAscendant Race Multiplier × Talent × Bloodline effects= Final Gain = +5 per stat (post-calculation stabilization)
Origin Bond Multiplier applied:
+5 × 1,000,000= +5,000,000 per stat
But—
Realm structure caps usable output to Stage 2 parameters.
The excess does not break the realm.
It compresses.
Stored.
Integrated.
Stabilized.
Because Law Barrier cannot be bypassed.
In the courtyard—
The infant's body did not explode.
It did not distort.
It did not glow.
It grew still.
Dangerously still.
Inside him—
Energy roared like a trillion-star ocean.
Yet his Mortal Stage 2 meridians held.
Not because they were strong.
Because the Origin rewrote structural tolerance.
No overload parameter.
Infinite stat capacity.
But authority?
Still Mortal.
Seraphina staggered backward.
She felt it.
Not suppression.
Density.
The space around him felt heavier.
Thicker.
As if reality preferred him.
Across the Sovereign Palace—
Ascendant guards collapsed to one knee.
Not due to realm pressure.
But instinct.
Their souls felt something vast.
The Sovereign Father's eyes narrowed.
"This… is dangerous."
Not because of enemies.
Because of imbalance.
Too much quantity in too low a realm creates attention.
Within the infant's consciousness—
The System updated.
[Existence Density Threshold Reached]Special Stat Unlocked: EXISTENCE WEIGHT +3Intent Coherence IncreasedSoul Integrity Stabilized
Authority: UnchangedRealm: Mortal Stage 2
Reminder: Stats cannot override hierarchy.
He understood now.
With 5,000,020 STR—
He could pulverize mountains in Rank 4 worlds.
He could erase cities in Rank 3 worlds.
He could shatter continents in Rank 2 worlds.
But here?
In Rank 1?
He was still Mortal Stage 2.
A low-stage God could suppress him with a glance.
Because Law > Quantity.
Always.
Seraphina knelt before him.
Not forced.
Voluntary.
Her silver eyes no longer unstable.
The Astral Compression within her body synchronized with his Origin pulse.
She felt safe.
For the first time since her world died.
He reached toward her again.
This time—
Space rippled slightly.
Not law manipulation.
Stat overflow causing micro-distortion.
PERCEPTION skyrocketed.
He could now feel:
The layered God Realm strata.
The Authority Web above the world.
Even faint echoes beyond ranked existence.
Far away—
The masked figure froze.
Their black tome cracked.
Ink bled across pages.
"Impossible…"
They could sense it now.
A Mortal with density rivaling Demigods.
But still Mortal authority.
That paradox—
Terrified them.
Back in the courtyard—
The infant stood.
Fully.
At eleven days old.
AGI 5,000,020.
Balance perfect.
No wasted motion.
No instability.
The ground beneath his feet did not shatter.
Because he controlled his output.
Infinite stats mean nothing without control.
And control—
Is governed by comprehension.
He took one step forward.
Ascendant guards felt pressure.
Not authority.
Mass.
Existential mass.
DOMINANCE rose to 250.
Unintentional.
The Sovereign Mother descended instantly.
Her God Realm authority enveloped the courtyard.
The pressure vanished.
Suppressed.
Not erased.
Contained.
She looked at her son.
Then at Seraphina.
"This bond will change the balance."
The Sovereign Father spoke quietly.
"We cannot allow news of this to spread."
Because if the Artificial Origin Cult learned—
They would not attack.
They would detonate.
World collapse tactics.
If they could not seize him—
They would erase the entire Rank 1 world.
Inside his mind—
He analyzed.
Stats massive.
Authority small.
Breakthrough path:
Mortal Stage 3 requires—
Law of Structural Reinforcement.
Understanding that power must flow through defined channels.
He lacked that comprehension.
Thus—
He remained Stage 2.
He smiled faintly.
Even with 40,000,160 total stats—
He could not skip a single stage.
And that…
Excited him.
Because it meant—
The climb mattered.
Seraphina spoke softly.
"I will grow stronger."
Not as a vow of love.
As a vow of war.
Her ambition burned.
She would reclaim justice for her world.
Not hide behind him.
That independence—
Strengthened the bond stability.
System Notification:
[Bond Stability: 97%][Shared Growth Channel Established]Future Gains: Compounded
Above the palace—
The sky darkened briefly.
A faint distortion beyond the world barrier.
Something pressing.
Testing.
It could not enter.
Transcendents cannot descend.
But they could watch.
And now—
They were watching.
In the center of the highest ranked world—
A Mortal Stage 2 infant stood with power density rivaling ancient entities.
Yet bound by law.
Yet beneath authority.
Yet climbing properly.
The Millionfold Surge had occurred.
But it was only quantity.
Authority would come later.
And when it did—
The hierarchy itself would tremble.
To be continued.