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The Undying Magician - Book 5 - Chapter 61
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Don't mind this. It's so that free readers can't see half the chapter.
The next chapter is the epilogue of book 5.
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Nathan
Year 2852 | Month 1 | Day 9
I stare at the empty space for several minutes. But nothing ever replaces the space. Almost like the entire reality in this plane was erased.
Or, more likely, moved.
Like the doctor moved everything from here to the void. The place between planes.
Regardless of what he did, he was already dying before it happened thanks to my sword piercing his heart. And the device shattering signified his death.
So I did it.
I finally did it.
A grin stretches across my face as I slowly lower myself to the ground, where I just sit down on the damaged grass below. Watching silently as the different rifts all around the area slowly heal themselves.
A natural process done by the plane when damaged.
Leaving the area still filled with reality mana, but fortunately for me, none of the reality mana seems to affect me in the slightest. Which is very good.
I’ve never been able to test it. If I can survive the very thing that turned me immortal in the first place.
And it looks like I can.
There really is no way to kill me.
At all.
Part of that saddens me. The idea that I’ll be around for all eternity.
But part of it also makes me relieved. Because it means I won’t be dying anytime soon.
I take in a shaky breath before slowly releasing it as Incendia comes and lands on my shoulder. Then I focus inwards on the space mana in my body.
At this rate I’ve converted about a third of my total mana arcs into space mana arcs. Giving an even split between my three affinities.
So now I’ll finally be able to try out all of the doctor’s little spells that he left for me to peruse because he didn’t see a reason to bother stopping me. In fact, I do just that. Trying out one spell after another.
Blink, Teleport, Spatial Tear, Rend, and so on.
Numerous spells ranging from Tiers I to VIII.
No Tier IX or Tier X spells though.
He probably kept those elsewhere because there could be things in them that can be beneficial to other elements as well.
It’s a shame, but whatever. I got what I needed out of him.
I got my space mana, and I got spells for days.
And now the old man is finally dead.
Never will he bother me again.
I take in another shaky deep breath and let it out as I feel some tears beginning to leave my eyes. Tears of happiness.
Happiness that I am finally free. With no one chasing after me. No one trying to capture me. And no one trying to attack me.
I have my own home. My own nation. And my own tower.
My own allies, and my own subordinates.
And my own way to continue growing stronger.
Strong enough that no one will ever dare to mess with me again.
I clench my fists at that thought while raising my head towards the sky with my eyes closed. Only for it to suddenly start raining as droplets of water begin to hit my face.
But that just makes me smile even wider.
The sound of rain fills the plains around me as I continue to sit on the ground like this for a while. And when I finally open my eyes, I finally see the orb of nothing again. Where the doctor sent reality itself to the void.
And oddly enough, I find the rain just kinda vanishing when it hits the thing. Leaving a large patch of the plains that is without any rain.
Well, any grass there is going to die eventually from lack of water…
That thought fills my mind for a moment before I shake my head. Then I begin to use my new space mana to teleport back in the direction of The Eternal Tower. Having to use a few teleport casts to get there. Seeing as I’m not used to the spell and have to adjust it for my personal use.
But soon enough, I arrive at my throne room. Which is designed with four large quarter-circle shaped pillars in each corner of the circular tower floor, and four paths that lead to the balconies in-between those. With my throne standing tall on a raised dais at the center of it all.
The throne itself is largely gold and crimson, with a golden metal and crimson cushioning making it very comfortable. And the floor has several candles on the floor behind me to remember the deaths of people in the war and in past wars on the former abandoned continents.
Although now those candles make for an interesting sight as the fog from the rain mixes with the smoke of the candles.
I lean down and watch the flames of the candles for a bit. Then I stand up again and walk to my throne before sitting down.
And once seated, I prepare a grand announcement for all those in my inner circle to see. Whether allies or subordinates.
But after sending out the announcement to them all, a thought comes to mind. One that has me grinning.
So without further ado, I teleport away to my private suite in which none of them can see me. Then I simply wait for the time period I set for them all to arrive here post-announcement.
Which is six hours from now.
Hopefully they arrive sooner than that, though.
But it will be worth it to give off the right impression.
And I do need to give off the right impression for this.
