And then, there was Luna—the little princess of their house, and the self-proclaid "soon-to-be Supre Sorceress," as she loved to call herself with no small amount of pride.
She was Alia’s precious daughter and Kallus’s cherished younger sister, seated exactly between the two—about ten ters from each, in perfect symtry, as if the Laws themselves had acknowledged her place.
Her class was sothing far more unique than even Alia’s or William’s. A rare one—elental in nature but layered with deeper traits.
One of its many powers included the ability to command the elents, but that was only the beginning. Luna was also a summoner, a trait tied to her class title—sothing not yet fully revealed, sothing that would only beco known in ti.
For now, what truly mattered was her affinity with Laws—and that alone set her apart.
Even with her superior class, Luna’s true brilliance lay in her raw talent. Her class was just one part of who she was. She was deeply attuned to the elents—fire, water, wind, earth, and more—much like how Alia resonated with Life, or how Kallus embodied strength through versatility.
Luna was a natural conduit of the elental world, its pulse echoing in her every breath.
And as a Mage-class, Luna possessed an inherent connection to the Law of Destruction — a Supre Law so rare and incomprehensible that most would never even encounter it, let alone understand it. Yet for her, this connection was innate, almost destined.
Most mages, by their very nature, wielded devastating area-of-effect powers — fire mages, lightning callers, ice storm conjurers — their spells built to obliterate, to raze the battlefield in elental fury. But Luna was sothing more. Sothing beyond.
She wouldn’t just cast destruction upon her enemies that she would face in the future.
But she would beco the destruction herself.Empowered by the Law of Destruction itself, her spells would tear through reality with a precision and ferocity no ordinary mage could match. Where others unleashed power, Luna would unleash annihilation — vast, rciless, and absolute.
And that wasn’t even all—for there was more surprise Lund had hidden here, and that was...
And that was, where others chose to focus on a single Law—or at most two—Luna danced gracefully across several. Simultaneously.
Not just taphorically, but literally, in her comprehension and control.
It was as if it ca to her as naturally as breathing was for her.
One might assu this would slow her comprehension—that spreading herself thin across multiple Laws would weaken her progress.
But for Luna, that couldn’t be further from the truth.
She was comprehending all of them with astonishing speed—advancing so quickly that even those with superior affinity to a single Law, like Fire or Water, were left trailing behind her in the dust.
And her comprehension? It wasn’t forced at all. It ca naturally — even intuitively. Like those protagonists in stories who carry titles like Child of the Heavens or Fated One, as if the world itself was built to revolve around them. Luna was just like that... only more.
The Laws didn’t resist her.
They ca forward on their own — like old ntors eager to teach, having found the perfect student to inherit their legacy. In this case, it was their knowledge they wished to pass down to Luna
They revealed their truths to her and stepped aside, letting her grasp their essence without struggle. It wasn’t just talent — it was destiny.
Even Kallus, with his innate control over the elents — a physical trait that made him the embodint of elental balance — experienced sothing similar.
Unlike Luna, the Laws did not approach him. In her case, they ca to her—guiding her gently through their mysteries, as if choosing her as their pupil. But for him, it was different.
He would have to unravel the Laws on his own, piece by piece, and wrestle with their secrets to comprehend them. It was a stark contrast between him and his sister. While Luna didn’t so much comprehend the Laws as much as she was welcod by them—guided, taught, almost embraced—he had to chase after them, earn every fragnt of understanding through effort and struggle.
Though fortunate to possess a sharp mind and a strong ability to comprehend, it was still far from easy. He could grasp the Laws more quickly than most, but even then, he paled in comparison to Luna.
No—’comparison’ wasn’t even the right word. Luna wasn’t comprehending the Laws in the way he was; she was being taught by them.
In so ways, including the comprehension, Luna surpassed even her brother.
And it didn’t stop at comprehension. Her control over the Laws she understood — or was even just approaching — was overwhelming. It wasn’t raw force; it was complete dominance. She could shape, bend, and command with a finesse that most could only dream of.
Add to that her summoning ability — which was in a league of its own — and you had soone who didn’t just stand apart. Luna was an overlord in her own right. A sovereign force wrapped in the body of a child.
Her versatility, her harmony with the Law of Destruction, her effortless command over multiple elental Laws — it all made Luna sothing rare, dangerous, and deeply unique.
Not soone you challenge. Soone you think twice before even imagining a fight against.
Few would dare face Luna directly — but that ti was still far in the future.
Back in the other mbers of the Void Fleet, other key figures were imrsed in their own paths: Grand Admiral Ezzra, Ryn, Thorne, and the rest. Each was deep in personal cultivation, locked in silent battles of comprehension.
They hadn’t wasted the opportunity gifted to them by the Imperial Father — the sa trial that had been crafted for William after his recent breakthrough. It wasn’t just a test — it was a rare window to prepare themselves for their own eventual tribulation.
Breaking through to the Genesis Law Realm wasn’t just difficult. It was legendary. This was their shot to get ready.
Everyone gave it their all — but not recklessly. None of them forced it. Not after what Kallus had told them just a few hours earlier:
"The harder you chase the Laws, the more they’ll flee. Try too hard to comprehend, and they’ll vanish before you can even grasp them."
At first, most of them didn’t understand. So still pushed forward with intensity, clinging to the vast law energy surrounding them. But strangely, the more desperate they beca, the harder it was to comprehend anything at all. The truths of the world grew slippery.
Only then did it hit them — Kallus had been right. The Laws weren’t sothing you could seize. They had to co to you.
So they let go. They cald their minds. And only in that stillness did the fragnts of understanding begin to surface again.
Comprehending the Laws wasn’t about grinding or brute force. It was like chasing a shadow. Sotis it happened slowly, from quiet persistence. Other tis, it struck like lightning — sudden, random, like stumbling on treasure in the middle of a forest.
The more you wanted it, the further it drifted. That was the truth about Laws. In this realm, effort and talent didn’t matter as much as timing, luck, and presence of mind. Whether you were born a genius or a nobody... it made no difference here.
To comprehend Law — the true forces of the universe — was never about just talent.
There are countless talented cultivators across the stars. If talent alone were enough, the heavens would be filled with gods. But that’s not how it works.
Comprehending Laws is anything but easy. Talent doesn’t guarantee anything — not even the ability to sense the presence of a Law, let alone understand it.
There are those born with exceptional gifts who spend their entire lives chasing the trace of a Law’s aura, only to grasp nothing. anwhile, soone else — with no grand lineage or celebrated na — might stumble across an insight in silence and suddenly rise.
Look at the Star Empire, and other ancient powers. Civilizations that have lasted millions of years, filled with history, knowledge, and legacies. And yet... even among them, those who reach the Genesis Law Realm are few. Rare. Almost mythic. Why?
Because cultivation in this universe is hard. But understanding Laws — that’s harder still.
The Laws of this universe aren’t weak. They aren’t eager to be grasped. They are strong, subtle, and deeply hidden — not because they wish to be, but because their very nature resists force. Power like that doesn’t reveal itself to those who chase it too hard.
And so, how does one comprehend the unknown?
By letting go.
Comprehension isn’t a race, and it can’t be forced. It happens when the mind is clear, when the soul is quiet. It cos like a breeze in the stillness — a flash of lightning in a calm night. You don’t catch Laws. You align with them.
Understanding cos naturally, or not at all.
Just like finding a treasure deep in a forest when you’ve stopped looking. The more you desire it, the more it slips away. That is the way of the Laws — impartial, unyielding, and impossible to cheat. In the end, whether you’re born a genius or a nobody... it makes no difference here.
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