I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Everyone returned to their respective duties. The earlier tension and excitement dissipated, leaving the halls calm once more. Servants resumed their tasks, and the family members dispersed to their rooms or other parts of the estate, each lost in their own thoughts.

Julian sat cross-legged in his room, assuming the lotus position. He closed his eyes and began to absorb the mana around him.

His focus sharpened as he felt the mana coursing through him, refining his sea of consciousness(world). He was already nearing the mid-Sovereign Realm.

Just then, an idea flashed through Julian's mind. "Should I try it?" he murmured to himself. He thought for a moment. The idea made sense in theory, but putting it into practice could be risky.

A grin spread across his face as he decided, "Why not? Risks make it fun."

He concentrated deeply and the world around him began to shift. It transformed into a grid of small, pixelated fragments. Seven colors dominated the entire world, each pulsing with energy.

He focused harder, his mind locking onto the tiny, bizarre pixels that now made up his surroundings. He could feel the strain in his eyes as they tried to process the overwhelming sight of the tiny pixels.

Every attempt to focus on a single pixel felt futile, as the pixels were so small that his mind couldn't make sense of them, and his eyes were left helpless.

It was frustrating, but he pressed on, determined to uncover what lay hidden within this strange, pixelated world.

As Julian continued, the scene he was witnessing was terrifyingly beautiful. It resembled stars scattered across a night sky, but the pixels glowed with an ethereal glow. The sight was bizarre yet profoundly captivating.

It felt as though he was standing at the edge of creation itself.

The sight before Julian was so addicting, so mesmerizing, that he became lost in its beauty. He didn't even notice the blood slowly dripping from the corners of his eyes, staining his face as his body began to show signs of strain.

His vision blurred slightly, but he was too absorbed in the endless dance of the glowing pixels to acknowledge the toll it was taking.

As Julian pressed on, the world before him began to shift once again. The once scattered and blurry pixels became more defined, their shapes and patterns clearer to his strained eyes.

He could now see that the pixels of the same element were tightly packed together, forming a dense, unified structure with small gaps between them.

However, the pixels of different elements seemed to push away from each other, creating a barrier of sorts.

The more he observed, the deeper he delved into the understanding of these strange existence. But the strain on his body continued to worsen.

Julian's body trembled. He quickly opened his eyes, gasping for breath. The world around him seemed blurry.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his eyes, Julian couldn't help but let out a relieved sigh. "That was close," he said.

The danger of what he had just attempted was clear, but the insight he had gained was worth it.

Julian's mind spun as he processed the revelation. So the pixels of different elements repel each other, he thought, his brow furrowing in concentration. That makes the unification of these elements even harder.

He could feel the weight of the discovery. The repulsion between them wasn't just a minor obstacle but was a force in itself, a natural barrier preventing elements from merging together.

Julian leaned back, still reeling from the strain of his experiment. I have to study the single pixels, he thought, his determination growing. Understand what they are, how they work... Only then can I even think of merging them.

He couldn't help but marvel at the design of the world. It's creatively crafted, he mused. Everything is taken into consideration—the balance, the unification, everything. There surely is an intelligent creator out there.

The thought of an intelligent creator, someone or something who had meticulously designed all of this, filled Julian with awe and wonder. It made his pursuit of power seem almost trivial in comparison.

"God of Creation," Julian thought, his mind racing as he contemplated the sheer magnitude of what such a being must be capable of. Who is he? How powerful is he?

He had always understood the basic concept of creation, having seen how his own abilities were tied to cosmic energy.

His world was a result of cosmic energy fusing with his sea of consciousness, and in time, it would evolve and develop on its own. That was the natural flow of things, although it could be controlled to some extent, it was an unstoppable force.

That meant he still has to follow the laws of the outside world. Just like how he could not will the birth of humans, he also could not change the lightning properties to fire or vice versa.

But the creation that the God of Creation had undertaken was something else entirely.

This wasn't just a world born from raw power. It was a delicately designed from scratch, with every aspect carefully considered. This creation was not just about shaping the physical world but maintaining harmony.

Every design, from the smallest pixels to the most complex lifeforms, had been purposefully crafted. It wasn't just about power, but about vision, understanding and intelligence.

Julian felt a sense of reverence toward this being. To create life and balance from nothing, to see all the tiny details that no one else could comprehend...

He knew that the road ahead was long and uncertain, but if he could even come close to understanding how such a creation was possible, he would gain more than just power—he would understand the fundamental forces that governed all life and existence.

He could only imagine the God of Creation's knowledge and skill—everything in its rightful place, every piece fitting together perfectly.

It's wisdom, Julian realized. And that wisdom was the key to true mastery, to creating a world in which he could truly reign.