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Chapter 393 – Analysis Complete: The Terrifying Weight of Knowledge
🕑 Added 2025-10-21 19:06:38 +0000 UTCHerrscher, the emissary of Honkai, the transcendent state of human existence.
Every Herrscher possesses a unique authority of nature, a power that represents the ultimate embodiment of a natural law—an echo of truth itself.
And now, Nagami had done something unthinkable: he used his Alpha Stigma Eyes to reverse-engineer that authority—decoding the knowledge of the Herrschers themselves.
A deluge of unfathomable truths crashed into him like a dam bursting.
He had kicked open the door to truth, only to be swallowed whole by the boundless sea of knowledge.
Genes.
Information.
Energy.
Souls.
Space.
Dimensions.
Quantum physics, relativity, imaginary mathematics, multidimensional geometry, superstring theory…
At that moment, Nagami could see not only sunlight—but also infrared, ultraviolet, and every wavelength of electromagnetic radiation around him.
He could perceive cosmic background gravitational waves.
The molecules that formed his body, the atoms, the nuclei, the hadrons, bosons, and fermions—every building block of existence laid bare before him.
Yet in the face of such infinite depth, even his soul felt minuscule.
When the analysis reached completion, Nagami felt his brain scream—each cell crushed under the weight of divine revelation.
His soul trembled as if struck by a celestial hammer.
Even his dual-core quantum processor nearly imploded under the flood of information.
His mind was completely full—overflowing with raw data, leaving no room for thought.
If this were a fantasy novel, one could say he was on the verge of becoming one with the Dao—stripped of emotion, self, and humanity.
He even saw Bubble waving cheerfully at him from the void.
“Stop cramming more knowledge into me, damn it! I’m full! I’m completely full!!”
In those final moments, before his consciousness drowned, Nagami used what little remained of his will to halt time itself.
Everything froze.
The world went silent.
His soul became still water—motionless, emotionless—only endless strands of data and wisdom twisting within it.
No one knew how long his mind remained offline.
When his awareness finally rebooted, it was as if he had awakened from a centuries-long dream.
The first thing he felt was warmth—the soft, delicate form pressed against him.
Smooth skin, a graceful back, a pair of soft curves resting against his chest, and the faint scent of a girl who could melt the coldest of hearts.
His gaze drifted down to her pale neck and the elegant collarbone beneath her loose neckline.
It was Lumine.
Normally, this was the kind of situation that would make Nagami forget about dignity entirely, but right now, he felt… nothing.
The “Afterglow” had returned in its purest, most terrifying form.
Thankfully, even with their minds linked, Lumine’s presence anchored him—keeping his consciousness from dissolving completely into enlightenment.
Without her, he might have stayed in that trance forever, meditating until the stars burned out.
The sheer amount of knowledge was too much to absorb completely, but even what he’d managed to grasp was enough to elevate him to a level beyond comprehension.
Compared to the Nagami from before, the difference was like heaven and earth.
Before his mind’s eye now, the nature of the Nine Herrscher Authorities unfolded in absolute clarity.
The Herrscher of Reason—no, the Herrscher of the Void of Truth his own evolved power.
What once was merely the ability to replicate and recreate matter he understood had now transcended—fused with his soul’s void-like essence.
Its true nature wasn’t creation; it was the manipulation of the universe’s fundamental data—the very code of reality.
The Herrscher of the Void—seemingly the most mysterious was, in truth, the simplest: manipulation of spacetime at the Planck scale, the smallest unit of existence.
The Herrscher of Thunder governed electromagnetism—one of the four fundamental forces.
The Herrscher of Ice, whose frozen eternity could halt all motion, controlled the weak nuclear force.
The Herrscher of Flames, who forged stars and worlds in fire, commanded the strong nuclear force.
And the Herrscher of Rock wielded gravity itself—the final of the four fundamental forces.
With all four forces united, Nagami could now directly perceive the Grand Unified Field—the blueprint of all physical reality.
The laws that shaped the universe were few in number, for most were born from deeper, shared foundations.
This was the essence of unification—the merging of the four fundamental forces.
Two key factors determined the physics of any given world:
How the Unified Field vibrated—its multidimensional frequencies shaping matter.
How the resulting matter interacted with the field’s environmental influences.
In the world Nagami came from, the first defined spacetime and matter; the second explained gravity, mass, and electromagnetism.
Even deeper, the cosmos itself might be influenced by quantum foam—those subdimensional fluctuations whose information cycles could alter the constants of reality, perhaps even the speed of light.
By the time he understood all this, Nagami was on the brink of collapse.
Any further, and he would’ve drowned in the infinite sea of truth.
He chose to seal the knowledge deep within his soul, creating black-box skills from it—tools he could use without losing himself.
After all, what kind of future would it be if even the sight of a beautiful, bare-skinned girl couldn’t stir his heart?
Ultimately, the problem lay in his will. Nagami was still just a boy—not even thirty.
Even combined with Lumine’s ancient age, they were merely a pair of children—one thirty, the other five millennia and thirty.
His shallow experience and fragile resolve couldn’t contain the abyssal knowledge he’d unlocked.
Throwing his will into that ocean of truth was like dropping a pebble into infinity—it didn’t even make a ripple.
Consider Gojo Satoru from Jujutsu Kaisen, whose domain “Infinite Void” floods the opponent’s mind with limitless information until they break.
What Nagami endured made that seem like child’s play—orders of magnitude beyond comprehension.
And to truly reach omniscience and omnipotence?
That would mean enduring the awareness of every atom’s position, history, and future transformation—every single second.
If you can’t even handle that, do you really dare call yourself all-knowing?
Even beings like Yhwach from Bleach or those who challenged the gods of the Box Garden worlds never truly reached omniscience—they were merely described that way.
Yhwach, the so-called all-knowing, couldn’t even predict Ichigo’s next move. Some “omniscient” that was.
