[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-strongest-existence-becomes-teacher":3,"chapter-strongest-existence-becomes-teacher-strongest-existence-becomes-teacher-chapter-22":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Strongest Existence Becomes Teacher",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1723384,2200,"Chapter 22: Forged Flame, Faint Hope","strongest-existence-becomes-teacher-chapter-22",22,"\u003Cp>His eyes burned silver-grey, then paled into stark white—blank, blinding, transcendent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in pain. Not in rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as if his very soul cracked open under the weight of something he couldn’t hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From deep within him, two ancient forces surged: Mindforce and Soulforce, once subtle and dormant, now roaring out like a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The island shook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky split—day and night flickering back and forth like a broken reel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air churned. The sea at the edge of the island thrashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the very soil, from the null-saturated ground, small lights began to shimmer—souls. Tiny, weak, formless... but undeniably alive. And the Null responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wrapped around the lights, shaping them gently—wrapping them in instinct, bone, and breath. Like an unseen hand crafting clay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muscle formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Limbs stretched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes blinked open for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all across the island... animals emerged. Birds, wolves, small deer-like creatures with glowing fur. Insects shimmered into being, wings buzzing with energy. Amphibians croaked near crystal-clear ponds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The island had come alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just in energy—but in spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Ethan floated, completely unaware of time. His body alight with energy, screaming with all his being as something ancient inside him was finally let loose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little spear spirit—the one he’d just brought into being—trembled near the forge. Her small body, demonic and dragon horns twitching, halo dimming with fear. She shrank behind a half-finished shield, wide eyes watching her creator become something terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white light faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky settled into a calm twilight, dotted with stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The island breathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan dropped to one knee, gasping, his eyes slowly returning to their usual glowing purple. Sweat streamed down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What the hell...\" he muttered, breath ragged. \"What was that...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Birdsong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Distant growls. The flutter of wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And souls—real souls—floating above the land before sinking into newly formed bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Are those... universes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question wasn’t rhetorical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because... he’d seen them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment—during the trance—his mind had opened wide enough to glimpse everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d seen them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worlds. Incomprehensibly vast and countless. Each one unique. Each one full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worlds teeming with life. Technology. Magic. Chaos. Peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Multiverses upon multiverses. Layered realities. Spirals of dimension and creation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cosmic ocean of existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He staggered back, trying to calm the whirlwind inside his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew... I suspected that evolving the soul would get me closer,\" he said softly, staring at the ground. \"But this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked toward the heavens again, pupils contracting. \"That wasn’t just an evolution. That was... a threshold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, thoughts aligning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the beginning, I only wanted to move,\" he whispered. \"That’s when the energy body formed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I wanted to grow stronger. To create. To understand. That’s when the energies were born.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And eventually, I wanted to be real again. A body. So I got one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But this... this desire to leave...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands trembled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I never had the power. Not until now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The null stirred around him faintly. Not in rebellion. Not in power. Just... acknowledgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That desperate, raw need to leave, to escape this timeless, spaceless Nowhere... it had finally hit the threshold. And with it, something clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he hadn’t broken out yet—he had seen the path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw them,\" he muttered. \"So many. So close... yet impossibly far.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat down, hand running through his hair, staring blankly at the newly born sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No-Where’s messing with my perception. But those weren’t dreams. Those were real.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked toward the horizon—where the edge of his island shimmered like a mirage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to go,\" he said, with renewed determination. \"No. I will go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of flame danced on his fingertips—then shimmered into a silver blur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he smiled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But first... I’ll figure out how.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint hum vibrated in the air, space magic flaring up around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan stood at the edge of the island, eyes locked ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright. Space jump attempt 369... initiating in 3... 2... 1...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bluish-black magic circles began forming above him, below him, and around his back—interlaced with glowing runes and pulsating arcs of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, the air shimmered. A rift of space flickered open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He launched forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hit the invisible boundary again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He skidded to a stop right at the island’s edge, teeth clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it. Not even this works...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. \"Space magic, teleportation bursts, spatial tearing, Null tunneling... Nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky shimmered quietly, uncaring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Computer,\" he muttered, turning away. \"Log this under Trial No. 369 – Unsuccessful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Logged.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his hand, he teleported back to his practice grounds. The silence hung thick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat cross-legged on the scorched training floor, hands on his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What am I going to do now...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Forget it. Let’s clear the mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He made his way toward the forge, letting his thoughts drift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the heavy doors slid open, a gentle warmth welcomed him—along with dozens of radiant glows hovering in mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swords. Spears. Daggers. Shields. Nunchaku. Axes. Staves. Halberds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each weapon hovered in the air, glowing faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from each of them... small soul forms emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked like chibi-sized humans, but with fantastical traits—some had horns curling like rams, others had wings made of crystal or flame. A few had animal tails, halo-like crowns, or glowing runes etched into their skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very first weapon soul—his little spear boy—floated to the front, eyes bright with childlike energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome, Creator!\" he beamed, his small dragon and demon horns twitching slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others echoed in unison, floating in like excited children:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome, Creator!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan chuckled, raising a brow. \"I told you to call me ’Sir,’ not Creator.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all paused for a moment, exchanging glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in perfect harmony:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Though it was clear in their glowing eyes—they really wanted to keep calling him Creator.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little spear soul boy hovered closer, grin widening. \"Are you making us a new brother? Or maybe a sister?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded. \"Yes. And... thinking about how to get out of here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of the weapon souls brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others floated a little closer, curious. \"What’s it like...? The ’other worlds’?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan leaned against a tool rack, arms crossed. \"I’ve never been to any of them. Not really. Only one universe I belonged to before ending up here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced up, expression distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There are thousands... maybe millions of universes out there. Some are probably beautiful. Others... probably not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clapped his hands together. \"But enough chatter. Let me focus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he strode to the central forge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind him, the weapon souls gathered, watching curiously as he raised a new ingot—Adamantite, reinforced with divine and demonic veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his Primordial Flame ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t ordinary fire. It shimmered with gold, black, and silver—dragon flame, divine fire, cursed inferno... merged into one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He poured everything he had into the artifact—the deepest of his forging mastery, rune knowledge, flame shaping, mana manipulation, soul weaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands were steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision: clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The form took shape—a circular, ethereal crown. It hovered as he forged, never touching the anvil, flickering like a halo made of eternal fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And without his notice... his Null started shifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soulforce. Mindforce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flowing into the crown like blood into a heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body glowed faintly, but he was too focused to realize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One final hammer strike—CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of white light burst across the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then... silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floating gently in the air was the finished artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crown of the First Flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Delicate. Lethal. Divine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forged from Adamantite and soul. Glowing faintly red-silver, the flames along its rim whispered like a living thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft voice rang out, gentle and curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked, then turned—eyes widening slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floating near the crown was a new soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small, fiery girl—hair rising like torchlight, golden skin glowing like molten metal. Her amber eyes flickered like candles, and her charred dress shimmered with ember-threaded ornaments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crown Soul had been born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan smiled. \"Welcome.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other souls hovered closer, clapping excitedly. \"Yay! Another sister!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before she could speak again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly turned and ran, leaving the forge entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new soul blinked. \"W-What...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear soul sighed. \"He does that sometimes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me explain,\" said the axe soul calmly, brushing her small braids aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Ethan sprinted into the open field, practically yelling with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I GOT IT! I never tried this before—but what if it works?! Let’s go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes gleamed. 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