Julian was overwheld by the sudden shift in his environnt. He quickly teleported back to his world and stood in front of his castle.
But the scene before him was completely different from what he was used to. Unlike the beauty and magnificence of the world he knew, this version of his world was heavily dominated by purple pixels.
Despite the overwhelming number of purple pixels, there were faint hints of green, white, black, blue, red and brown scattered within the pixels.
He turned his gaze to the river, where he noticed hints of blue pixels weaving through the flowing water, creating an unnatural, pixelated pattern.
His eyes then shifted to the hills and the ground below, where brown pixels dominated the earth. Even the shadows cast by the tall hills were affected, with traces of black pixels.
The sense of unease deepened as Julian realized that these colors, these pixels, were not random but they were controlling everything.
Julian focused and tried to regain control. As he did, his eyes returned to their normal state, and the overwhelming, pixelated world around him began to fade.
The castle stood before him once again in all its magnificence, the river was flowing peacefully, and the hills and shadows were as they had always been.
The sense of unease lifted, but a lingering feeling remained in the back of Julian's mind. He knew that what he had experienced was no illusion, and whatever was happening to him was far from over.
Julian teleported back to his real world, he decided to clear his head with a bath. As he stepped into the warm water, he closed his eyes which allowed him to calm his thoughts.
As Julian continued to soak in the bath, his mind began piecing everything together.
He muttered to himself as a realization hit him.
T
he pixels... they all represent elents.
"
He thought about the overwhelming presence of purple pixels in his world and the faint hints of others.
Purple represents lightning
, he continued.
No wonder my world was filled with purple pixels and only had hints of the others
.
Julian's mind raced as the thought struck him.
Am I seeing the elents in their purest form?
He pondered deeply, trying to comprehend the aning of the tiny points and their connection to the elents.
Are these points the fundantal existence of the elents themselves?
The realization sent a shiver down his spine. The idea that he was seeing the very building blocks of reality—sothing so profound and fundantal—was both terrifying and awe-inspiring.
Julian focused as he channeled death energy into one hand and cosmic energy into the other. He wanted to see if these powerful forces would reveal any pixels.
As he concentrated, he searched the space around his hands, but there were no change. There were no new colors or pixels to indicate the presence of these energies, as if they simply did not exist in the sa way the elents did.
What is this?
he thought.
I cannot see any points here.
The absence of any visible sign only strengthened his thoughts on the Trinity.
Cosmic energy, death energy... and the third energy,
he mused.
It is most likely a combination of all other elental energies, forming a single, independent force.
The realization left him with more questions, but it also solidified his understanding of the greater forces at play within him.
Julian's thoughts deepened as the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place.
So that ans mana is, in a sense, a vessel for holding all seven elental energies,
he mused.
His mind raced with the possibility.
Could I apply the sa logic to make my body a vessel to hold these energies as well?
The idea was both simple and revolutionary. If mana could act as a vessel for the elents, perhaps his own body could be transford into a vessel capable of containing and channeling them.
Julian's thoughts turned to his grandfather and grandmother, both powerful figures in his life.
Maybe Grandpa and Grandma, being can help ,
he thought
Julian finished his bath, with his mind still occupied by his thoughts, he made his way to the chambers of his grandparents.
He knocked on the door and a deep voice rang from inside. "Who is it?" Augustus's voice echoed.
"Grandpa, it's Julian," Julian replied.
"Oh, Julian, co in," Augustus said, his voice warm.
Julian opened the door and stepped inside. He saw his grandfather sitting in his usual chair, reading scrolls from the table while Gregoria, his grandmother was also seated next to him fully absorbed in her book.
She glanced up and smiled softly, her eyes lighting up as she saw him. "Oh, Julian, did you miss your old grandparents?" she asked teasingly.
Julian gaze imdiately fell on her massive cleavage. He quickly cleared his throat and refocused his attention on her face.
With a deep breath, he nodded "I've missed you both, but I have sothing important to discuss," he said.
Augustus raised an eyebrow at Julian and replied, "Oh do tell, what's bothering you?"
Julian took a deep breath. "Grandpa, how many elents can you use?" he asked.
Augustus paused for a mont, then responded, "I can manage up to four."
Julian's eyes widened in surprise. He had expected a higher number from soone of his grandfather's power, but four was impressive nonetheless.
Turning to his grandmother Julian asked, "What about you, Grandma?"
Gregoria looked up from her book, her expression soft. "I can make up to three," she said, her voice calm and confident.
Julian absorbed this information, feeling a mix of admiration and curiosity. He had assud they were capable of more, given their status, but now he was beginning to realize just how rare and difficult mastering the elents truly was.
"Can you show ?" Julian asked, eager to see their abilities firsthand.
Augustus let out a light laugh at Julian's enthusiasm and raised his palm. A ball of fire manifested above his hand.
"This is my primary elent," Augustus said with a slight grin as he watched the flas spin.
Julian imdiately focused, his eyes narrowing as he tried to see the pixels behind the fire. To his surprise, the ball of fire was filled with complete red pixels. The color seed to glow with the energy of the flas, each pixel representing the very essence of fire itself.
With a flick of his wrist, Augustus dismissed the fire. He closed his eyes as he concentrated on the next elent.
Julian couldn't help but watch in awe as he tried to understand how his grandfather was able to control multiple elents.
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