"In the path of power, there are fifteen known realms… but only one fate awaiting those who lose everything."
— Xhao Jin Wei
[Narration – Jin Wei's Internal Monologue]
Cultivation isn't just energy.
It's identity.
The path is long. Ruthless. Beautiful.
Most mortals never make it past the first gate.
But for those who do… the heavens open. And sometimes—devour you whole.
A person can choose to cultivate one of two energy types: Qi or Mana.
Qi is typically harnessed by warriors, while Mana is used by mages.
Though both energies share the same origin, their functions and applications are different.
Before building their foundation, cultivators must decide which path to follow—Qi or Mana.
Once that foundation is formed, the choice is permanent and cannot be changed.
However, there are rare exceptions—those born with the ability to control both energies.
But because this dual affinity is innate and not chosen, such individuals are unable to build a conventional foundation.
Their foundation is pre-existing—born, not built.
Both energies follow same path toward Cultivation. Divided into Realms.
There are fifteen realms recognized across every major system—whether Qi-based, Mana-based, or dual-formed.
I walked them. Bled through them. Ruled within them.
Each realm... a rebirth.
THE REALMS OF CULTIVATION (As known across the continents)
1. Mortal Realm – The beginning. No Qi. No mana. Just breath, blood, and survival.
2. Qi Realm – The first awakening. Sensing, absorbing, and shaping energy.
3. Body Realm – Temper the flesh. Reinforce bones, blood, nerves.
4. Core Realm – The core forms. Qi and mana condense. Stability becomes law.
5. Soul Realm – Consciousness awakens. Spirit threads emerge. Dreams grow teeth.
6. Spirit Realm – Mental clarity becomes a weapon. Spirit projection, sensing beyond form.
7. Sky Realm – Energy flows like breath. Heaven recognizes your steps.
8. Pargon Realm – Grounding. Stability. True balance between body, soul, and will.
9. Heaven Realm – The first leap toward something beyond mortality.
10. Ultimate Realm – You command Qi. Others bow to your aura.
11. Heroic Realm – Legends are born here. Warriors that shape nations.
12. Mythic Realm – Spatial Insights Awakens.
13. Sage Realm – Insight over power. One word, one gesture, one thought… can kill(weaker than one).
14. Saint Realm – Transcendence in form. Your will reshapes the rules around you.
15. Grandmaster Realm – Few ever reach it. Purity of form.
XX. God Realm – They say those who reach this realm cease to be "alive" as we understand it. They become law. History. Myth.
And each of those realms?
They're split into seven stages—Seals, we called them.
[AUTHOR NOTE : SEALS replace STARS from CH-02]
A Seal design is based on one's affinity [One Can View Seal In His/Her Spirit Realm].
The difference between a 1-Seal Soul Realm cultivator and a 7-Seal is the difference between a pebble and a mountain.
I was in 6-Seal Soul Realm.
Now?
In mortal realm 1-Seal.
Flickering.
Barely holding.
A single, pitiful light trying to burn in the darkness of a shattered sky.
[Scene shifts back to the real world — morning light creeping through the window, Jin Wei still sitting upright in bed, his breath shallow.]
He looked down at his palm.
No glow. No hum of power.
Just scars. Just skin. Just… mortal.
Jin Wei (thinking):
One Seal left in my Mana Heart.
My Qi Veins? Shattered.
Even if I recover… it'll take years just to walk again, let alone climb.
He clenched his fist.
But I've never been afraid of falling.
Only of not rising again.
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The room was quiet.
Too quiet.
Jin Wei sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor like it held answers.
He didn't feel tired anymore.
He felt… hollow.
Like something inside him had opened just enough for the silence to scream.
Then—
A voice hit his mind like a thunderclap.
"INJECTING : THRONE..."
His body jolted. Breath caught.
What the hell was that?!
Then the voice again—clearer this time.
Not loud. Not booming.
But deep. Calm. Like it knew him better than he knew himself.
"I am the Throne..."
"...a manifestation of your will."
"You fell, Jin. But with me, you will re-cliam what was yours."
He shot to his feet.
Jin Wei (whispering) : "What… What is this?"
He clutched his head. The voice wasn't just sound—it vibrated in his bones, etched into his thoughts like a brand.
Suddenly, something flickered in front of him.
A screen.
Faint. Transparent. Floating mid-air.
[ SYSTEM RECONSTRUCTION : ACCEPT / CANCEL ]
Jin Wei's eyes widened.
An... Array or illusion? What the hell is this?
He reached out cautiously—fingers trembling.
His hand passed through it.
Just like mist.
Jin Wei: "…An illusion?"
The moment the word left his lips—
The voice came back. This time? WAY different.
"Yo. Dumb MF. This ain't no illusion."
"Accept it before I uninstall your soul, you confused-ass idiot."
Jin Wei froze.
Jin Wei (blinking): "…The fuck did it just say?"
He stepped back a little. The screen still hovered, waiting—almost judging him.
Is this real? Am I losing it?
He looked around.
No one else heard it.
Riri was still in the other room playing gods-know-what with her rabbit.
Elias was outside, tending to the garden.
This wasn't a dream.
This wasn't a hallucination.
This was happening to him.
He looked at the screen again.
Then at his hand.
Then…
He exhaled.
Jin Wei (quietly): "…Screw it. I don't care."
Throne : "Yo' MF, Accept it."
Jin paused, after some time.
He reached out again—not to touch it, but to command it.
Jin Wei: "Accept."
[ RECONSTRUCTION INITIATED ]
[ SYSTEM: THRONE-XX-XXXXXXX ]
[ CLASS: XXXXXX-PROTOTYPE — VERSION 0001 ]
[ ERROR: Qi-CORE INCOMPLETE. BOOTING RECOVERY MODE... ]
[ ERROR: 1-Seal Mana-HEART(DAMAGED). BOOTING RECOVERY MODE... ]
[ BINDING TO HOST — XHAO JIN WEI ]
The air pulsed.
The candlelight flickered violently.
Symbols—golden, ancient, impossible to read—flashed across his vision.
His chest burned—not pain, but pressure.
The air shifted.
No—it pulsed.
Like reality itself took a breath.
Then—
Golden Qi surged into the room, glowing with impossible brilliance.
Threaded through it, dancing and pulsing like liquid moonlight, came silver Mana.
They swirled together—chaotic, elegant, divine.
Jin Wei gasped.
Before he could move, his body rose—lifted off the bed, weightless, effortless.
His arms fell limp at his sides.
His head tilted back.
Eyes wide. Mouth parted.
Jin Wei (thinking):
What… what is this?
The silver Mana curved inward, coiling like a serpent—then shot straight into his chest.
His Mana Heart pulsed—
BOOM!
—a dull thud echoed in his body.
Then the golden Qi followed—rushing toward his abdomen, diving into the Qi-core Dantian like a river crashing through a broken dam.
[ CORE ENERGY SOURCES — LINKING… ]
[ BINDING INITIATED: Qi & Mana ]
Jin Wei's body convulsed—light cracking across his skin like fractured glass reforming in slow motion.
And then—
He fell.
Slammed back onto the bed like the weight of the heavens came crashing down with him.
He choked out a breath—eyes wide, fists clenched.
And the pain began.
It wasn't sharp.
It was all-consuming.
His bones groaned, like metal being forged from brittle ash.
His veins—those once shattered channels—began stitching themselves back together.
Qi veins lit up, glowing faint gold beneath the skin.
His Mana channels, hollow for days, suddenly felt alive. Pulsing. Expanding. Burning.
Jin Wei (thinking):
It hurts… Gods, it hurts—
His back arched.
The candle on the table shattered, flames snuffed by the pressure erupting from his body.
His mouth opened in a silent scream.
But through the fire, through the tearing, the reshaping—
He could feel it.
A Seal. No… Seals. Reigniting.
His foundation wasn't just recovering.
It was being reforged.
[ FOUNDATION REBUILDING IN PROGRESS… ]
[ RE-ESTABLISHING CULTIVATION ROUTES — QI-VEINS 12%... 18%... 26%... ]
[ REPAIRING Mana-HEART - MANA-CHANNELS 10%... 16%... 36%... ]
[ WARNING: Pain Threshold Exceeded. Sedation Denied. Host Must Endure. ]
Jin Wei (barely conscious):
"…Tch… Damn Throne…"
Suddenly, a flicker.
Then a pulse.
And then—
[!!! WARNING !!!]
[!!! WARNING !!!]
[!!! WARNING !!!]
The system screamed inside his skull, followed by one final, bone-chilling alert:
[!!! PAIN THRESHOLD EXCEEDED !!!]
"AAARRRGHHHH!!!"
Jin Wei let out a roar—a cry so raw it sounded inhuman.
He clutched his chest and stomach, body spasming violently, as if his very flesh was being skinned alive from the inside out.
Veins glowing faintly gold and silver beneath torn skin, pulsing like unstable circuits.
"BOY!!!"
The door slammed open.
Elias rushed in, breath caught in his throat the second he saw it—
Jin Wei, in excruciating pain, Qi and Mana fluctuating wildly around him.
Elias stumbled back.
His eyes—old, wise, and weathered—widened with horror and awe.
"…This… this is beyond me…"
The energy swirled violently, distorting the air itself.
Candles exploded in their holders. Furniture cracked under the weight of unseen pressure.
Every instinct in Elias screamed at him to help—yet his soul whispered otherwise.
He could only watch.
Because Qi pressure was great enough to kill the old man.
Minutes dragged into what felt like eternities.
Jin Wei's body spasmed with every pulse of reconstruction.
Bones cracked, organs realigned, veins burned and regrew.
He bit down hard enough to draw blood, just to stay conscious through it.
One hour passed.
Then another.
And finally—
His body fell still.
The room, once thunderous, grew eerily silent.
Jin Wei collapsed backward onto the bed, unconscious, drenched in sweat and blood—
—but still breathing.
Faint golden and silver strands of energy curled around him like protective serpents, slowly fading into his body.
Elias exhaled shakily.
"…By the Gods… what are you, boy?"
He stepped closer, beside him.
Gently, reverently… he placed a hand on Jin Wei's shoulder.
And for the first time, he felt it.
Not just Qi.
Not just Mana.
Both.
Swirling inside one man… in harmony.
Elias stared down at him in awe.
"Dual affinity?"
"Impossible…"
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After some time, Jin Wei regained consciousness.
There was broken and cracked stuff -all over, and the place was wrecked.
There was nobody in the room.
Jin(thinking): "I survived..."
Suddenly, a screen popped up in front of his eyes.
📜 [SYSTEM INITIALIZED] 📜
[SYSTEM CONTENTS]
[SYSTEM TYPE: THRONE-XX-XXXXXXX | PROTOTYPE CLASS | HOST: XHAO JIN WEI]
📌 Notifications
🔹 System Boot Complete.
🔹 Core Recovery Process: [COMPLETED]
🔹 Internal Sync Rate: [COMPLETED]
🔹 Energy Thread Compatibility (Qi/Mana): [Dual-Linked]
🔹 Neural Response Calibration: [LIVE]
📌 Status Panel
🔹 Name: Xhao Jin Wei
🔹 Job: N/A
🔹 Title: XXXXXXXX-XX-THRONE [Effect: ??? (Data Fragment Missing)]
🔹 Realm: Mortal Realm – 1-Seal
🔹 Health (HP): ██████████ 100%
🔹 Energy: Qi 100% | Mana 100%
🔹 Insignia of PXXXXXX (IP): 0.0004% [STABILIZED]
🔹 Authority Level: Grade-0 (Upgradable)
📌 Inventory [Bound Space]
Storage capacity scales with (Realm).
Current Capacity: 1x1 Km.
▣ [!] This Inventory is a Living Construct – a spatial garden-world that evolves as the host levels up.
▣ Time Ratio: 5:1 (5 hours inside = 1 hour outside)
▣ Host can plant, forge, train, or even test techniques in this realm.
▣ Environmental elements within Inventory may respond emotionally.
▣ Host is like a GOD in INVENTORY.
📌 Skills
🔹 Breath of the War God(Martial Arts).
🔹 Void Pulse Palm(Technique).
🔹 Flash Step(Skill).
🔹 [???: Locked - Memory Fragment Missing]
Skill evolution possible through usage, resonance events, or system trials.
Legendary Skills may auto-update with Realm progress.
📌 Quests
🔹 Dynamic Quests – Created based on situation or psychological state.
🔹 Legacy Quests – Ancient objectives tied to host's unknown past.
🔹 System Trials – Optional trials to awaken hidden potential.
🔹 Territory Missions – Appear after domain acquisition.
📌 Equipment Slots
🔹 Helmet(OPT): —
🔹 Chestplate(OPT): —
🔹 Gloves(OPT): —
🔹 Leggings(OPT): —
🔹 Boots(OPT): —
🔹 Mask(OPT): —
✧ Wearing full Set grants random passive/active effects.
📌 Weapon Interface
🔹 Weapon Slot 1: —
🔹 Weapon Slot 2: —
🔹 Weapon Slot 3: —
🔹 Weapon Slot 4-6: —
⚠️ Weapons in slots can be materialized instantly.
📌 Throne Interface (Sentient AI Personality)
🎤 Name: "Throne" [LIVING(REAL)]
🎭 Tone Modes: Formal | Sarcastic | Brutal | Tactical | Oracle | Dumb MF |
🧠 Adapts to Host's emotions, trauma, and subconscious needs.
Can refuse to assist if host is deemed "emotionally unfit" for ascension.
📌 Core Features
✔️ Omni-Link Protocol
↳ Can interface with artifacts, formations, devices, and even other systems (Qi/Mana-based).
↳ Includes anti-hack, fusion, and override modules.
✔️ Environmental Scan
↳ Scan radius: 100 km
↳ Terrain Mapping | Heat Signatures | Energy Readings | Structural Weaknesses
↳ 100% Accurate.
✔️ Personal Territory System (PTS)
↳ Host can claim territories (starting radius: 50m)
↳ Can edit terrain, fortify, establish defense arrays, bind People or spirits.
↳ Advanced Territory Effects unlocked with Realm Progression.
TO BE CONTINUED.----------