Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener - Chapter 855

Chapter 855: Chapter 855: Existence and the Unknown!
“I am the beginning of all existence. First, there was me, and then came all things—worlds, time, space, and rules…”

The voice of Primordial Light resounded once again, beginning to slowly explain the origins of everything, and the most pressing question that Sterl had—why him?

“When I awoke, all things existed under my gaze. Every vast world, every small world, every speck of dust…

Even if I do not actively observe, these things will always appear in my mind.”

Sterl listened quietly, his heart increasingly shaken as his understanding of Primordial Light’s existence gradually grew.

In other words, Primordial Light was everything—the source of all existence, somewhat akin to the concept of a Creator in mythologies.

But its true level? It was likely far beyond that of any Creator, surpassing countless layers. The comparison was futile.

Just the passive observation of all the vast worlds in the mother river was beyond Sterl’s comprehension.

To put it into perspective, each vast world within the mother river was equivalent to a complete Endless Void, The Myriad Worlds!

And from the fleeting glimpse just now, the number of vast worlds within the mother river was as innumerable as the stars in the sky, impossible to count!

Such an immense amount of information—even if his strength were increased tenfold, a hundredfold, he would be crushed in an instant, his soul and will shattered, to die a death more final than any.

He steadied his mind, fully focused, listening intently. Primordial Light had slowed its explanation, giving him time to process.

“Time and space are as nothing to me. Before the mother river, I have seen hundreds, thousands of similar entities to the mother river collapse and vanish.

But, as long as I remain, the concept of existence will never disappear. It will continuously give rise to similar creations.”

“However, I have stayed here in this Primordial Realm for far too long. For you, how do you perceive the mother river?”

At this, Primordial Light suddenly stopped and asked Sterl a question.

Sterl paused for a moment, then immediately responded.

“To me, the mother river is like an ant gazing upon the cosmos—vast and boundless, its expanse unimaginable.”

His tone still carried a hint of awe. There was no exaggeration in what he said—it was entirely from the heart, though perhaps even that description didn’t fully capture his feelings.

Once he had finished, Primordial Light’s voice rang out again.

“Vast and boundless, endless in its width… but do you know? To me, the mother river is but a simple toy. Even this Primordial Realm is like a house compared to humans.

And I? I am but a prisoner within this house, having been trapped here for an unknown length of time.”

The voice of Primordial Light was exceptionally calm, devoid of any emotion, but Sterl could clearly feel the indescribable loneliness and helplessness behind it.

After some thought, he realized that it was indeed true. Just like himself at this current level—if he were placed on an ordinary planet, it would, to him, simply be a cramped shack.

With a single thought, he could encompass the entire world; with a slight movement, he could cause the planet to tremble, leading to destruction and devastation of all life. That feeling was indeed difficult to bear.

With the power of Primordial Light, even the mother river, which was a creation derived from his radiated force, could hardly be considered anything remarkable.

It was easy to imagine that an aware, supreme existence like Primordial Light—trapped for billions of years in this empty Primordial Realm—if not for its incomprehensibly powerful will, would have already collapsed long ago.

Yet, here was Primordial Light, still speaking calmly, unaffected.

“It seems you understand my feelings now.”

“My power is simply too great. Even if I suppress it to the limit, I cannot touch the mother river—I can only silently perceive it.”

“During this time, many powerful beings, having transcended their own vast worlds, entered the mother river and came into contact with me.

They all sought my power, trying everything they could to seize it, not knowing that this power has long since been abandoned by me.

Unfortunately, their strength could not match their ambition. They could not withstand the infusion of Primordial Light, not even a single trace—just a touch, and they collapsed, disintegrating into nothing.”

Upon hearing this, Sterl’s heart trembled slightly.

He couldn’t imagine the level and rank of those who were strong enough to transcend vast worlds like Endless Void.

But even such beings couldn’t bear even a fraction of Primordial Light. What level of power was Primordial Light, truly!?

“So, what does this have to do with me?”

Sterl fell silent for a moment before asking the question that had been on his mind.

Primordial Light paused for a short while before slowly responding.

“Actually, the moment you descended, I noticed you.”

“Mm… According to your Earthling terms, I suppose it would be called transmigration.”

Upon hearing this, Sterl wasn’t struck with panic at his identity being exposed. After all, at Primordial Light’s level, everything that existed was created through its power, so nothing could escape its perception.

Moreover, transmigration was a very common occurrence within The Myriad Worlds. The ubiquitous gaps in time and space made it possible for beings to transmigrate at any moment.

To Primordial Light, the idea of transmigration was far from remarkable. It was nothing more than an everyday event for beings of divine and higher ranks.

“That’s right, I did transmigrate here, but the Endless Void is vast and boundless, containing countless dimensions of time and space. The Earth from which I came is just one dimension in a Transcendence world Earth, it doesn’t really represent anything. How could I possibly attract your attention?”

Sterl said nonchalantly.

He thought back carefully, and the Earth he transmigrated to wasn’t much different from his previous one.

It only had a great catastrophe and a Transcendence game world.

Moreover, he had been just an ordinary programmer in his past life. The Earth he came from had heard many myths and stories, but they were all fictional, things he had never experienced.

Compared to the powerful worlds in the Endless Void and The Myriad Worlds, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

“No, you are mistaken.”

Primordial Light smiled slightly and calmly countered his view.

“Everything in the Primordial Realm is under my control, and everything is derived from my power, but you are different.

The world you transmigrated from may be similar to the Earth in the mother river, but it absolutely does not belong to the mother river.

Because… I cannot feel it, nor understand it, and neither can I feel you… It’s like a lamp suddenly appearing in an empty room, and you… are that lamp. That’s why I noticed you.”

“During this time, I used Primordial Power to try to analyze the difference in your soul’s true spirit, but to my surprise, I couldn’t sense your true spirit.

And there is only one possibility for this situation—that is… you come from the unknown, beyond existence!”

As Primordial Light spoke the last sentence, its voice suddenly became filled with excitement, as if a prisoner trapped in darkness had suddenly seen the light!

Hearing Primordial Light’s words, Sterl was utterly stunned.

After absorbing vast amounts of the world’s essence, he knew what a true spirit was.

The true spirit was the true foundation of a living being, not only the foundation of the body but also the foundation of the soul. The birth of a true spirit was almost fixed, and it would never perish.

This was the lower-level product of Primordial Light.

Even if the body and soul of a living being completely died, the true spirit, which could not be touched or perceived, would travel through time and space again, recondensing a new soul and body…

Similarly, the true spirit was equivalent to a rank, and there was almost no improvement or change. Once the soul reached a certain level, it would be restricted by the true spirit and could never improve further.

Of course, this limit was very high—at least Sterl had yet to touch it.

Those supreme beings who transcended the vast worlds were all existences that had broken through the limits of the true spirit.

None of this was the key issue; the key was that Primordial Light could not analyze or feel his true spirit!

It was important to note that the power of Primordial Light was enough to reshape the mother river and create billions of true spirits with a single thought!

Yet despite this, it couldn’t feel his true spirit—one that had just transmigrated, a true spirit of an ordinary mortal infant!

“Do not be so shocked. Actually, a long time ago, I discovered something—that existence is not endless, and beyond existence is an even broader unknown.

However, after discovering this concept, I couldn’t prove it, until your arrival.”

Primordial Light’s voice rang out again, pulling Sterl’s thoughts back.

In that moment, Sterl instantly understood!

The reason Primordial Light paid attention to him, the reason it chose him, and the reason it used Primordial Power to create a cheat and bestow it upon him, was precisely because of his unknown true spirit!

An unknown true spirit meant that he came from the unknown world spoken of by Primordial Light!

For Primordial Light, known existence was a prison, while the unknown void represented an even greater, unexplored new world!

For an entity with immense consciousness, yet trapped in this small, dark place, this was enough to drive it mad!

Thus, the reason Primordial Light chose him was clear—it wanted him to become the medium through which the unknown could be communicated, to escape the shackles of the Primordial Realm!

“So that’s it…”

Sterl had guessed countless reasons, but the true reason behind everything far exceeded his understanding.

After all, no one would expect that a mere mortal would earn the favor of a Creation entity.

Sterl let out a long sigh. Upon learning the truth, he didn’t feel fear or horror, but rather a sense of relief, as though a great weight that had hung over him for who knew how long had finally been lifted.

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