"He... He is really creating it...
He is creating Ti..."
Felberta, who saw her own powers being used in a way she could never imagine, muttered with a ridiculous look on her face.
"...Just when I thought I would never be surprised again."
Astaria comnted. As one of the oldest wives, she had been constantly shocked by Nux’s feats and had promised herself not to react to her husband’s absurdities—a promise she had been breaking again and again and again... and again.
And again.
"..."
"..."
The rest of the won were awestruck as well, unable to say anything.
They just stared at Nux hovering in the vast Universe with his eyes closed. In front of him, an extrely beautiful stream of energy floated constantly, attracting all their attention.
It was like a river, a river that flowed through the middle of Nux’s Universe. It had no path, no fixed direction, it just... flowed.
It was wide, endless, and full of soft light and deep shadows. Its colors kept changing—sotis golden-pink like a sunrise, other tis dark red, blue, or even almost invisible.
It wasn’t just the colors; the speed at which the river flowed seed to constantly change as well. Sotis, it even stayed still, not moving at all.
The won didn’t know what this river was, but they did know one thing—
It was beautiful.
*Picture*
"River of Ti."
Suddenly, Shadow blurted out so words. Even she seed taken aback by the sudden information entering her mind.
The rest of the won turned towards her and tilted their heads in confusion.
The river still wasn’t completed yet, but as the Soul of the Universe, Shadow had begun to understand what it was.
She stared at it with a lost look on her face. With all the information entering her mind, the entire thing beca even more beautiful in her eyes.
"This is the River of Ti."
She started sharing the information with her sisters.
"A representation of Ti in our Universe."
"This is Ti...?"
Lyriana frowned.
This looked nothing like Ti.
The rest of the won seed confused as well. None of them had comprehended a Law related to Ti, but they still understood how Ti generally worked.
Even if Nux was creating sothing unique, he couldn’t exactly ’change’ the very aning of Ti itself.
Ti needed to flow.
Ti needed to have a direction.
It needed to be constant.
It needed past, present, and future.
That is what gave Ti aning.
But...
A color-changing river that flowed in an unknown direction, at a constantly changing speed—it was hardly a representation of Ti.
Shadow, knowing exactly what her sisters were thinking, shook her head and clarified.
"The River doesn’t reflect Ti. It reflects Emotions.
Emotions that our Universe’s Ti will be affected by."
"He... really ant it when he said he will create a Ti anchored to every being’s emotions...?"
Felberta blinked, unable to believe what she was hearing.
"That makes no sense."
Eisheth shook her head, and the rest agreed.
"Emotions and Ti are not related in any way."
Thyra added as well.
Shadow, however, shook her head.
"You are wrong."
The won narrowed their eyes, and Shadow continued,
"Emotions and Ti have a much stronger link than you believe."
Shadow paused for a mont, staring at all her sisters. Then, as she absorbed more knowledge as the River beca more and more complete, she continued,
"Emotions are what give Ti aning."
"Huh...?"
The won’s frowns deepened.
"Strong emotions—emotions connected to a being’s growth, change, death, and rebirth—they give Ti aning.
Ti, by itself, is just motion. An unfeeling sequence of cause and effect. It moves, but it doesn’t care.
But aning isn’t born from motion—it’s born from experience.
Ti becos real only when it is felt.
When a child takes their first step, a mother smiles through tears, and in that mont—Ti becos precious.
When a warrior falls on the battlefield and leaves behind a legacy—Ti becos heavy.
When two lovers reunite after centuries, defying destiny itself—Ti becos sacred.
When an old king passes, and a young one rises, carrying new dreams—Ti becos reborn.
It is not the ticking of the clock that defines Ti, but the stories lived within it.
The laughter that echoes in empty halls.
The tears that fall on forgotten graves.
The silence between heartbeats.
The hope that blooms in the face of despair.
Growth turns Ti into a path.
Change turns Ti into a force.
Death turns Ti into a mory.
Rebirth turns Ti into a promise.
Without these monts—without us—
Ti is just a blank canvas."
"..."
"..."
The won stayed silent, staring at Shadow with surprised looks on their faces. They looked... impressed?
’Huh...?’
The instant Shadow noticed that look, she quickly shook her head and clarified,
"No no, I say these words, but these are not mine. They are Nux’s. They are a part of his comprehension—a comprehension the River is based on."
"Ah, that makes much more sense."
Eisheth nodded.
"Indeed. I was surprised.
I thought soone took over Shadow’s body."
Aisha chuckled.
"Indeed indeed.
I was like, Who is this woman? How are her words making sense? What happened to my sister?"
Edda laughed as well.
And Shadow, who was hearing their words, felt her mouth twitching.
"Fuck you all!"
She shouted.
Not that it did anything—rather, Aisha just grinned and,
"Are those Nux’s words as well? If yes, I am ready~"
"I wouldn’t mind if those are your words too, you know?"
Edda added in.
"But Nux needs to be with us. I have no interest in you alone."
"...All of you are nothing but horny perverts!"
"As if you are any different."
"I am different! I have different fetishes than you! Mine are much, much purer!"
"And what are these pure fetishes?"
Edda questioned playfully.
"I love t—mmhppgghhhh!!"
Before Shadow could continue any longer, Lane appeared by her side and grabbed her mouth, not allowing her to speak any longer.
After all, she couldn’t let her blabbermouth alter ego spill her secrets.
User Comments
0 comments from readers