The Pri Expanse had often been described as a place where beings were not just cultivators, but Ideas and with those above that becoming the pure essence of their own paths.
This was a level even the Mother and Father existed on, though they were the rawest essence of the entire cosmology in which all other beings lived.
Yet, beyond the Pri Expanse, there wasn’t truly another realm brimming with life.
No—only three beings had ever set foot in what was known as the Primordial Expanse, a place that was to the Pri Expanse what the heavens are to the mortal world.
Even these three—the Mother, Father, and Minx—had never encountered what was called the Fundantal Permissions.
And while their na carried an air of mystery, in truth, they were surprisingly simple.
The fundantal permissions were the most basic, foundational allowances that governed what could and could not exist, act, or be expressed across all of the... First Absence.
By default, they encompassed both existence and nonexistence.
These were the unseen rules that determined whether sothing was allowed to occur at the deepest levels of... everything— rules that even the Mother and Father were bound by, whether they realized it or not.
No entity across the eighteen thresholds, not even the most ancient and powerful essence within the Pri Expanse, had ever touched or sensed these threads.
They existed far beyond grasp of ordinary ta beings.
Ash’s lips curved into a slow, intrigued smile as he continued staring into the distance.
"...Not going to lie," he murmured, "I didn’t expect the First Absence to be much more than that."
Now that he was fully omniscient, Ash could clearly see that the First Absence wasn’t just a neutral bubble or the holding place of the Treasury.
In fact, it wasn’t a bubble at all—it was a portal, leading to even more of the Principles and other wonders like the Treasury of Existence.
Elysia, who had been quietly watching him, tilted her head slightly.
"So... there was an entire civilization before the Mother and Father?" she asked.
Now that she thought about it, the Origin’s essence ca directly from the Mother and Father, while the Isness essence was a natural evolution of the Origin’s essence.
’Does this an this place runs on Isness rather than Origin?’ she wondered.
It wasn’t a random question.
They rembered witnessing the exact mont Minx ca into being—seem from nothing, though clearly that wasn’t the truth.
Ash didn’t answer imdiately and he really didn’t have too. As Elysia, they were obviously having the sa thoughts, she was his mind after all.
His gaze remained fixed on the portal.
Beyond the thin veil of the First Absence, he could now perceive a vast, incomprehensible space. At the forefront stood a simple, elegant desk — the kind one might find in an old study.
Resting on its surface was a small, tallic naplate that clearly read:
NovelGeek2
But what truly caught Ash’s attention was what lay behind the desk.
Faintly, as though viewed through a heavy mist, he could see massive, towering structures that defied conventional geotry.
Enormous beings moved between them — not in the way gods or Ideas moved, but in a manner that felt fundantally different.
Their forms were fluid, shifting between states of existence that Ash couldn’t fully categorize.
So appeared as vast silhouettes of pure rules, while others seed to exist as living architecture themselves.
Ash opened his eyes, the reddish-purple glow within them sharper than before.
"I guess this is the true final stage," he muttered. "And it seems like our old friend is waiting for to step in there."
Nia, still resting against his side, looked along with interest.
"What is this?"
Ash didn’t reply right away, his eyes distant as if still fixed on the endless colorful threads, the desk, and the shapes beyond it.
For the first ti in ages, a flicker of genuine excitent stirred within him. Finally, he spoke.
"Beyond the First Absence... there’s more," he said.
"It’s not just empty space or so neutral zone like we believed. If I’m right... the Author is there, waiting for at this desk, and behind it..."
He paused, his smile growing a touch.
"There are massive structures, and beings moving among them. Beings unlike anything we’ve seen before — not Ideas, not even ta beings. Sothing completely new."
Ash went on, a trace of anticipation in his tone.
"The First Absence isn’t just so bubble. It’s a threshold—a gateway. And beyond it lies sothing far greater than anything we’ve faced so far... or so they say."
He fell silent for a mont, letting the weight of that revelation settle.
Nia, still nestled comfortably against Ash’s side, glanced up at him with a curious glint in her dark eyes.
"Well, if that Minx was technically born before the Mother and Father," she mused,
"it’s not so far-fetched to think she might have co from sowhere else."
Elysia’s face took on a thoughtful look, her gaze drifting as if lost in consideration.
"Well, it looks like there are still a few things to clear out before it’s only us," she said quietly.
Nia let out a soft hum, her deanor showing curiosity rather than worry.
"That just makes it sound even more exciting~" she responded with a playful lilt.
Then, before he could get lost in further contemplation, Ash focus sharpened.
Without another word, he reached out.
His consciousness extended toward one of the countless colorful threads tunneling into the First Absence — the Fundantal Permission of Possibility.
This was sothing that existed on a level above Origin, above Quantum, and above the very notion of what could or could not be.
And much like Elysia had guessed, it all stemd from not Mana or Origin’s essence, but the rawest form of Isness.
It was the permission that decided whether sothing was allowed to exist as a possibility in the first place.
Ash’s hand moved through the air as if grasping sothing invisible.
And then, he took hold of it.
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