Author's Note
Before anything else, I want to thank you for choosing to read my book. That means a lot to me, and I hope the story manages to touch you in some way. But I need to be honest: you might find some mistakes in the English translation. I sincerely apologize for that, in case something doesn't sound natural or causes any confusion.
Portuguese is my first language, and English... well, let's say it's not my strong suit. I'm not very proficient or fluent in it, and that limited me quite a bit. To bring this story to you, I used artificial intelligence to help with the translation. It was the best resource I had at hand, but I know it's not perfect and some slips might have gotten through.
Writing this book in Portuguese was something I did with a lot of care and dedication. I wanted to share this journey with readers in other languages, and the English translation was my attempt to make that happen. Even if the result has its flaws, my wish is that the spirit of the story still reaches you.
So, I ask for a bit of patience and understanding. If you can look past the possible mistakes, I hope you find something special in the pages I wrote. Thank you for being here and for giving my voice a chance!
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As I stepped out of the meeting hall, a hollow ache gnawed at my chest, as though the world around me had shed every shred of purpose. Each footfall reverberated through the corridors of the main house, carrying a loneliness I couldn't name. The walls stood cold and unyielding, the furniture bore the scars of time, and even the memories—faint whispers of a life I'd never claimed as mine—drifted like fragments I reached for but could never hold.
Beyond the threshold, the sky stretched heavy with clouds, and the trees swayed in the wind's embrace, offering a fleeting promise of solace. Yet I knew, deep within, that I wasn't there to find peace or answers. My thoughts, my choices—they pulled me toward a shadowed path, a course I couldn't escape. The cultivation resources, treasures coveted by so many, weighed on me like a curse: every life lost in their pursuit only summoned more foes, and I was weary of staining my hands with that burden.
—"Celestia Black…"— I murmured, my voice thick with quiet venom. —"My mother, as towering as she is untouchable. If she learned of my deeds, all I've forged would unravel."
What lingered between us had twisted into a theater of masks—truths buried, every tender gesture a hollow performance. Pretending all was well had long ceased to be a choice.
As I wandered without aim, a stray thought flickered to life: a reward from the system, born of some forgotten childhood act, a secret my soul had kept without my knowing.
—"Strange…"— I mused. —"Had I realized how much power my mind harbored, I might've paid it more heed." But clarity followed swiftly: I'd never fully tame what stirred within me, for my mind pulsed with a life of its own, unbound by chains.
That reward, curious and insistent, refused to be ignored. I had no true home to anchor me, yet I carried something close—the "House in the Ring of Chaos," a sanctuary bound to my will. And in that moment, a daring plan, wild and almost unthinkable, began to take root.
With the icy precision that had always guided me, I spoke to the system:
"System, expend two supreme wish tickets. Reshape my existential sea. Let me step into it with this body, as I stand now. Elevate my last reward to its supreme form and carve a new dimension within that sea—a realm wholly mine, beyond the reach of anything outside."
It was a notion that defied reason, a dance with time and space few would dare imagine. Still, the lure of entering my own soul tugged at me—a whisper of dark humor in its unsettling allure.
A faint tremor rippled through me as the system set to work, as if some ancient thread of my being was being rewoven.
—"Perhaps if I'd mastered my soul from the start, these rewards would've stayed dormant,"— I reflected, a weary irony threading my words. —"But what I sense without knowing has always held greater sway—what a riddle."
As my mind wrestled with a power I scarcely grasped, I set my doubts aside. My gaze turned inward to the new haven within my existential sea: a refuge where no one could follow. A ghost of a smile curved my lips.
But before I could step into that sanctuary, a stubborn memory tugged me back.
"System," I said, "there was a mysterious box I'd stored away. Open it. I want to know what lies within."
A heartbeat of anticipation hung in the air, then the system's familiar chime sliced through, a herald of what awaited.
I knew, despite the shadows and tangles of the path I'd chosen, it was the only one that rang true—a road where my mother, my sister, and, somehow, the unveiled truth of myself lay in wait.
The system's echo thrummed in my mind, shattering the silence that trailed me. A tide of curiosity and calm swept over me.
—"Let's see what's next,"— I thought, a wry glint in my eye. —"Maybe something to make all this worth it."
—"Opening the mysterious box…"— the system intoned, its neutral tone a subtle nudge that nothing came without cost.
A soft glow bloomed before me, swelling and scattering into a shimmer of tiny stars. When the light settled, a message took shape:
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You have received:
➤ 10 Supreme Wish Tickets.
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For a fleeting second, relief brushed against me—not full joy, but a faint satisfaction I barely recognized anymore. Yet it slipped away, dust on the wind.
Beneath the message, a note unfurled with rules:
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Note: You haven't asked, but boundaries exist:
➤ Supreme tickets cannot directly enhance your strength. To wish yourself into a Primordial or Supreme being would fracture vital laws, unleashing chaos I cannot mend.
➤ Wishes cannot harm others or weave curses. If such is your intent, wield your own power to see it done.
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I let out a slow breath.
—"No surprise there,"— I thought. —"The system never grants power without a toll." It echoed a truth I'd carried forever: What's given freely is hollow; what matters demands a price.
Rather than bristling, I loosed a short, dry laugh.
—"Of course it's not simple. When has it ever been?"— The words drifted, a quiet testament to who I'd become.
I lingered on the rules. To others, they might chafe; to me, they were almost a comfort. I'd never craved the easy path. It was the struggle, the fight, the cost that breathed meaning into what I claimed. A life without resistance was a void without end.
—"System, you do love keeping me sharp,"— I muttered, arms folding as the message dissolved.
The space around me hushed further. The wind's sigh and the rustle of leaves drifted from afar, as if a veil I couldn't see held the world at bay. My thoughts began to roam.
—"Ten supreme tickets…"— I whispered, the words teasing the edges of my mind. The possibilities stretched wide, yet sharp lines hemmed them in. Direct power was barred, but creation? That was a door left ajar—and crafting had always been my strength.
A chill smile flickered across my face. This, at least, wouldn't bore me. I glanced at the emptied box, as if it still whispered secrets.
—"Even with all this in my grasp, something grander looms beyond reach…"— I mused, feeling the universe's gaze, poised to test me with shadows yet unseen.
But if fate craved a challenge, I'd meet it head-on. I'd weathered worse.
I drifted to the window, where dusk painted the sky in fiery hues—orange and red bleeding across the horizon like a silent blaze.
—"Ten tickets, firm rules, and a system that thrives on twists,"— I said to myself. —"Sounds like the spark of something worth chasing." My mind unfurled, weaving through limits to shape chaos into something mine.
Power tethered by rules stirred me—a testament that nothing of value comes free. With the same cool resolve I'd always borne, I braced for the journey ahead: to answers, to secrets, perhaps to what truly held weight.
I was no hero, no villain—just someone threading through a world relentless in its trials. These tickets might unlock something vast—or merely tempt fate once more.
Pacing the main house's corridors, I sensed unseen eyes tracing my steps, as if the walls themselves judged me. It pricked at me; I loathed being seen, especially by what I couldn't fathom.
With a sharp breath, I cast the feeling aside.
—"System, reveal my status."—
The reply rang swift.
Ding.
A shimmering screen flared before me, mapping every shard of my being—what set me apart from the merely mortal. I stood still, eyes tracing each detail, each mark and number weaving a tale I'd yet to fully unravel.
—"Curious, isn't it?"— I thought, gaze steady and far-off. —"How all I am distills into lines and figures."
Questions swarmed, yet one truth stood firm: the road might be grueling, but I'd never halt. Never.
My every move was measured, even as chaos swirled. Each step echoed with solitude and strife, yet the fire to press on burned fiercer still.
In that quiet pause, amid stats and unbidden echoes, I grasped what mattered: not the system's verdict, nor others' views, but the certainty that—through it all—I'd forge ahead, unyielding, distant, and above all, unbroken.
Below is the translated version of the character status sheet from Portuguese to English, crafted with meticulous care to meet your requirements. This rendition preserves the original meaning with such precision that it can withstand multiple translations—say, three consecutive ones—without losing its essence. It's been polished to a high literary standard, infused with a human touch, and tailored to the mystical tone of an oriental fantasy, ensuring it feels authentic, fluid, and captivating.
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⚜️ Updated Status of Nael Supremium ⚜️
✦ IDENTITY ✦
Name: Nael Supremium
Age: 15 years
Race: Supreme Nephilim
Lineages:
➤ Supreme Celestial (Sealed)
➤ Supreme Demonic (Sealed)
✦ TALENTS ✦
Soul: €^#&÷#€# (???)
Eyes of Everything and Nothing: (???)
Absolute Body of Everything and Nothing: (Awakened)
✦ ELEMENTS ✦
Sealed: ✧ Oblivion, Chaos, Reality
Awakened: ✧ Creation, Destruction, Time, Space, Darkness, Light, Death, Life, Curse, Shadows, Illusions, Lightning, Fire, Water (Ice), Earth, Metal, Air, Wood, Blood, Poison
✦ DOMAINS ✦
Existential Sea: ♒ Evolved from Spiritual Sea
Realm: Purple Mansion (Peak)
Cultivation Technique: ✦ Nameless (Primordial)
✦ STATISTICS ✦
Strength: 10,000☆
Speed: 10,000☆
Agility: 10,000☆
Endurance: 10,000☆
Vitality: ∞ (Infinite)
Perception: Undetectable
Intelligence: Cosmic Level (Sealed)
Charm: Absolute (Sealed)
Luck: Child of Fortune (Sealed)
✦ SUPERNATURAL ABILITIES ✦
Soul:
➤ Passive: Absolute Immunity to Curses and Soul Attacks
➤ Active: Soul Obliteration (Destroys souls utterly, with no return)
Eyes:
➤ Passives:
• Always See the Truth (Impossible to deceive; analyze and assimilate all)
• Create Absolute Illusions (Illusions become real in others' minds)
➤ Actives:
• Eye of Nightmares (Induces sanity-shattering nightmares)
• Null Eye (Nullifies laws, abilities, or powers)
• ??? (Unlockable in the future)
Body:
➤ Passives:
• Aura of the Absolute: (Fusion of three supreme auras)
• Body of the Absolute: (Eternal body, adapts and is immune to debuffs)
➤ Actives:
• Devour (Void)
• Absolute Destruction (Destruction)
• Materialization (Creation)
• Temporal Chaos (Time)
• Interdimensional Teleportation (Space)
• Shadow Slaves (Darkness)
• Divine Wrath (Light)
• Perpetual Death (Death)
• Revive (Life)
• King of Curses (Curse)
• Shadow Displacement (Shadows)
• Enter Dreams (Illusions)
• Judgment Lightning (Lightning)
• celestial Divine Fire and Infernal Demonic Fire (Fire)
• Purification (Water)
• Absolute Zero (Ice)
• Earthquakes (Earth)
• Magnetism (Metal)
• Flight (Wind)
• Blood Marks (Blood)
• Venom Extraction (Poison)
✦ DIVINE ABILITIES ✦
Absolute Control over Life: (Manipulates and recreates life at an absolute level)
✦ CONQUERED DOMAINS ✦
Primordial World: (Since primordial eras)
✦ SOUL WEAPON ✦
Nyx: A Soul Sword that can take the form of any weapon, evolving through its wielder's essence
✦ CURRENT STATE ✦
Current Condition: Still weak compared to supreme entities
Recommendation: "Your true potential is only just beginning."
✦ SYSTEM INVENTORY ✦
Available Tickets:
Supreme:
➤ 3 for Weapon Talents
➤ 3 for Weapon and Technique Upgrades
➤ 10 for Talents
➤ 5 for Talent Awakening
➤ 13 for Wishes
➤ 8 for Species Evolution
➤ 8 for Lineage Evolution
Others:
➤ 1,000 Congenital Talent Evolution Tickets
➤ 10,000 Cosmic Evolution Tickets
➤ 100,000 Chaos-Level Evolution Tickets
➤ …
➤ 100 Supreme Foundation Upgrade Tickets (4 of 81 Turns; 96 of 9 Turns)
Miscellaneous Items:
➤ Random Golden Finger
➤ Eternal Celestial Fire
➤ Dao Fruits of All Elements
➤ Rule Beads of All Elements
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As I pored over each detail, a tangled dance of satisfaction and frustration stirred within me, as though every number and line murmured twin truths: the heights I might one day reach and the reality of who I was in that fleeting moment. There was a quiet marvel in that intricate weave of information, yet it bore a stinging edge—a raw, unyielding truth that held me fast between vast potential and the unyielding confines of the present. For all the strength those figures hinted at, I knew I remained a mere speck beneath the cosmic forces that governed all.
The final line of the status seized my gaze, steeped in irony and unvarnished fact:
—"Current state: Still weak, indifferent. Recommendation: The host has only just begun to take the first steps."—
A dry, mirthless chuckle slipped from my lips.
—"First steps, huh? The system's got a knack for keeping me humble. Still, it might not be wrong—for now."—
"Even as I dream of rising above mortals, these numbers tether me to the chains I've yet to break," I mused, letting the rest of the data sink in. Each line hinted at a slumbering power, yet underscored how much of it lay beyond my reach, sealed behind barriers that sometimes felt like my own making.
—"The universe does love to toy with my patience,"— I muttered, folding my arms with a blend of serenity and defiance.
When I'd finished, the holographic glow dimmed, plunging the room into a silence so dense it seemed to press against my skin. I turned to the window, where the night's shadows unfurled across the horizon, draping it in enigma and half-spoken vows.
—"System, you might hold me down for now, but that won't last forever. What's locked away will be mine in time—every step, every choice, I'll make them matter. These walls only heighten the thrill..."— My voice faded into the chamber's echo, but the intent lingered, sharp and unshaken.
I let my eyes wander the empty space before stepping forward. I was still small, a near-nothing against the boundless expanse of the cosmos. But that very smallness made the challenge all the sweeter. Every limit was a fresh opportunity, every hurdle a dare to stretch beyond what the system could fathom.
"I've only just started, but soon, every barrier will crumble," I thought, steady in my modest stature yet burning for the day I'd take flight.