《a cultivation realm dungeon》


 1- even dieing, would cause a mess!

    I could see the glimmer of that realm, that new realm! it will open up so many doors to me, so many things to see! just thinking about it is enough to not give up on myself.


    looking at the light, that feeling, just slightly out of reach but almost in touch, i couldn''t help but think of all the things I will do once i do reach there, trying to ignore the pain.


    Ipromised to Gil i''ll watch that new project, once finished, i bet he will yell at me if I miss it, screaming I i dared end up died.


    Mya and Arci would wait for me when they get the new ingredient supply next winter to judge the cook-off. their food is so freaking heavenly this pain is totally worth it for a chance to taste it again.


    My sister wanted to buy me something special for my breakthrough, and being ''the goddess of business'' she is, it was quite hard to ignore all rumores of the continent-long search for the item she bought.


    my big brother third wedding, though I am sure it''s not quite yet at this stage, there are already signs for it, 300 years or so should be more than enough, and i''ll be yelling ''told you so'' to all my relatives and friends.


    I could feel it slipping away, or more like tearing me to pieces from the inside. that glimmer, that chance, i just can''t watch it gone! i have to live! there are still so much to do in this world, still so much I didn''t acomplished, haven''t seen, didn''t know! my pupil asked me to visit his town, another her city.I still need to visit that tree in another 700 years,it is already an ongoing project to do so! Kirlirss is still locked-up at her lab and probably won''t go out for so long, to the point of me being gone would become old news! and just the thought of the wine Yeelena is developing!I was promised a first taste! Melody would be devestated, I can already imagined the chaos she would bring once she finds out-


    and so, she ceased to be. her body torn apart from the inside, the energies cuting everything in its path and entengaling with eachother, ruining what little balance was left. the world, suprisingly mourned over the cultivator, a sound was heard by all beings, and most energy constructs became slightly more unstable for a time.Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.


    she was quite a paculiar cultivator,which all knew, and her many friends and family mourned, feeling the loss, knowing full well she will be missed, even as they went to her ''burial place''.


    as many gathered around her place of death, they were met with rampant, out of control energies that seem to spread towards them, contaminating all that it touch.the many friends and acquaintances began to talk


    "tch, even in death she managed to cause trouble"


    "well, It is her we are talking about, I half expected it to be a false alarm again"


    "Soshe really done it. i thought they were joking, calling her ''the corrupted'' like that"


    "don''t worry, i long since came up with a plan!"


    "so you expected... THIS? ..was it even possible to predict something like that?"


    "ofcourse! it''s that thing we are talking about!"


    "i would apreciate you not speaking about my sister in such a way"


    "can you blame him? a death suppose to enrich the enviroment, enrich it!"


    "she still owed me a favor! how freaking dare she die before paying them back?"


    "don''t that girl know how to rest in peace!?"


    "i have long since thought her death would be devestating, considering how she is, *ahem* ''cultivates'' "


    "can what she done could trully be called that? did she really?"


    "the worst thing that death caused is changing the enviroment to fit the overflowing energy type, causing a river to boil or a volcano to freeze, thereis even that bone-forest from that death-obsessed cultivator, to think it could actually cause a world threatening event!"


    the view infront of them was of an ever spreading storm, which seem to burn, freeze, smash, squeeze, grow, and strech, apearing ominious. countless colors flashed doing just that. areas which time froze, smoke flew, thunders shook, and flames burned, as if the land itself was changing, and had not decided what the event at the moment was. many different colors and effects which grew closer by the second to that ever-growing ''cloud'' kept on enclosing on them, and their senses screamed ''danger'' as they looked that that horrifying view, as if, beyong the horizon of clouds, somes and mists, floating blocks of random stuff and things that seem to disapear one moment andappear the next, yet everything that had been ''touched'' by the energy ''devoured'', supporting the ever-growing chaos.


    "we just have to seal her"


    "can we even reach her?"


    "which type of seal?"


    "would it work on the corrupted areas?"


    "I''ve worked on this seal just for her burial, no energy would work on this one, we''ll just seal the whole place with her, that should work splendidly"


    doing so, the group had saparated the space from their realm, sealing it outside the boundry, stopping a world-ending calamity causedby the stupidity of one girl alone, before it trully begun.

 2- the first to die so stupidly, i am actually quite proud!

    normally, when anyone, anything, dies- their fate is decided by karma.


    their soul, after leaving it''s body, decides it''s fate; it would dissipate without enough energy, enrich the land and become a part of it if the energy is close enough to the one it had in life, becoming it''s new ''body'' , stay as a ghost to hunt if refusing to let go, become a ''specter cultivator'', go to the next reincarnation, to heaven, hell. there are many, loads, of roads to the ''next destination'' a person can go.


    that soul, unfortunately, was stuck here. yes, stuck.


    the extreme amount of chaos that enveloped her restricted her movement while enriching her enough to not defuse, the ground, sky and everything in her vacinity got destroyed, giving her nothing to latch on.


    if someone were to describe the scene, it is like being enveloped by way too much strings, creating ultimate amount of ties to what could amount the greatest mess in existance, with her in the center. everything her power latched on become a ''string'' that tries to interact with the rest, only to be tied itself as well.


    as the rampant powers of water, fire, air, metal, ice, time, space, shadow and actually any power in existance- well, any power she knows the existance of- she made sure of it. and the abnormal amount of karma strings which are tied to her as well, not to mention fragments of laws being left holding her ''inside'' her soul not having the conciouness to realize it''s situation tried to resist, moving, only to make it worse, tying it all farther into her, together. her hands, legs, every part of her enveloped in ''strings'' of boundless ''powers'' streching from her to all around, keeping her here, unable to leave, burying her deeper in the center of everything


    after uncountable amount of time, the soul finally stopped struggling. she woke up.


    opening her eyes, she found herself in an image that she only ''saw'' inside her body before.


    chaos; unbound amount of it everywhere. nothing standing still, all moving from one direction to another, bouncing into eachother, causing a change, fire and water fighting each other to the side, the steam creating clouds, which gets destroyed by light before it become anything. metal trying to stabilize itself only to be eroded by nature, ground trying to be made only to be swallowd by darkness, and space being torn, unable to expand at all, by all the erratic actions of anything else. and she has this strange, weird feelings that all of this is part of her. the small sun which is currently flattened, the lava that in the middle of turning to dust(something to do with time), the magnetic suction which apear and disapear frequently - she can''t control it, but it''s all her. it was too chaotic to do anything.


    she did try- she flexed one of her now many false muscles, trying to move the fog- one of the most easy to stabilise elements- only to find it becoming a waterfall before she had a chance to do anything, and then, freezing. she trully can''t do a thing.If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    she sighed at that, it was so annoying! though she knew she would die- they all knew, she still didn''t think it was that serious!


    she was sure she was the only one to die from what she did- yes, she died from cultivation failure, that was normal, but the exact reason for her death was an enlightment overload! an abnormal, overflowing amount of law enlightment, those that still stuck to her now, ambushed her at the moment of her breakthrough, overwhelming her completly.


    she should of cultivated, probably- it would of solved it. but who wants to get stuck in a cave for years on hand? the last time she cultivated which was not forced by her energies forcefully pushing her for it, threatening to break her body, was when her sister got married! and she missed it! one moment she and that jerk who kept on insulting her hated eachother as she kept on telling him off for insulting her, the next she gets out of isolations finding them both engaged! she did thought they were a cute couple, and she is not against it, but the whole drama such a change would make, all of the stories and times she missed! she swore then and there to never seclude herself again!


    she was a walking example about how not to cultivate, becoming famous for it. it didn''t help that after finding herself at death door, she just made it worse. all expected her to die for one reason and one only- saying she had a fragile foundation would be complementing her!


    her foundations were akin to sand, dry unstuckable sand, being pour into the height of a building and told as ''stable'', treated as if it could hold her cultivation on top of it. mind that this sand was only held to that height by sheer number of the sand particle itself, flooding the place until it reached its ''walls'' rather then by any sort of ''sturdiness''. then, as if that was no enough, someone started dropping things into the sand structure, all of which are random, different, and some actually go against of eachother and causing harm, making the ''inside'' of the sand become a muddled mess rather then building atop it. then, keep on doing it until the ''walls'' seem to be on the verge of cracking constantly, with sands dripping slightly at all time, and you get a rough picture of her cultivation foundation, which she only made worse by causing her body the get used to such state and even view it as ''normal''.


    let me again remind you how others cultivators describe their foundation- one as strong as steal, a building holding as tall as heaven. even the most poor of cultivators would have a small shacks built from mere sticks. able to collapse at a moment- yes, but not life threatening unless trying to breakthrough.


    her foundations were so devestating that anyone with a special eye power- able to see cultivation, energies, truths, and the like- directly asked her how she was still alive, looking at her at body with disgust, and considering her as a sort of a pleague. it counted to be a miracle for her to be alive! she seem to go against everything the system of cultivation stands for, that she counted as the most absurd phenomenon the world has to offer, one of 18 of the worlds wonders- taking first place!


    and so, even in death, she was immensely proud of herself for living and even dieing the way she had been and is sure she herself is the first and the last to ever die for the way and reason she did! ofcourse she was, no one else is that stupid.


    having lost her last distracting thoughts and not finding another and accepting she was not moving anywhere anytime soon, she allowed herself to do something she refused to even consider previously, and finally, finally meditate- she did have an abnormal amount of buzzing in her mind weighing her down from ''enlightments'' waiting for her realizations, so she might as well, she has nothing better to do.


    doing so, she found herself ''thrust'' to her past.

 3- about an immortal treating enlightenment as a disease

    it all started when she was reborn.


    in her ''first'' life (the one she last remembered) she was a normal child which was slightly strange, having weird quirks.


    still, she was a normal average child, an only child of a normal family- she was good at nothing and bad at nothing as well, she just lived her life, peacefully, with no enemies or excitement, she died at the end of her teens not even remembering how.


    being reborn and finding out she is in a cultivation world, she thought she could finally acomplished her wish!


    no, not to get stronger. she didn''t want girls(or guys), power, or anything of the like- maybe it was her being a girl, or just her being strange, but she never cared about all of that.


    her greatest desire was to have her life full of interesting people! her strongest regret in her past life was that it was filled with boring people that made her satisfied with her boring self.


    she, who knew her personality better then anyone, knew she would quit doing everything the moment she got bored of it, and would try only with the help of her friends. so she encouraged her 2 sisters, brother, and her 2 childhood friends to have hobbies, telling them about her knowledge from her past life and making them intrested in learning of it. her parents were used to her weirdness from a young age and let her be, it was not a big deal in that world.


    with my friends being interested in it from a very young age, they are bound to become something! was her thought process, and she was right. growing up interested in alchemy/money/technology/architecture, and having her help for ideas to help them stands out with her bizzare thought process, they managed to get the right people intrested in them to grow even more.


    and as they grew older, cultivation became a thing. she wanted to cultivate, live as long as she can and learn all the world has to offer. normally, people would die not able to truly know all there is- but she had cultivation! with that dream she was sure it was going to work well!


    she truly seemed to be like a protagonist, knowing the most talented people and having great talent herself! the only difference is the enviroment.


    she was born on the third lowest realm. not the highest, or the lowest. it was the realm named as ''realm of gods'' by those below it. even the most common person from the realm lived up to 300,000 years, and that is for common people. for those with even a little prestige, 10,000 years was still being a child. her parents were some unimportant nobles of some small kingdom in the ''realm of gods''. it might not amount too much for most in the realm, the ''heroes'' who live here being too low to count as anything more then ''earthly geniuses''. she, as a child was labled ''godly genius'', three level beyond those around. still, she could never dream of reaching the true ''heroes'' of the realm, those labled as ''monsterous geniuses'', being the childrens of main forces and the likes, two levels of talent beyond her own.


    still, it was beyond anyone from the below realm could hope to accomplish, and even most commoners in the godly realms.


    with such backup, her family and friends could enjoy their hobbies and turn it into profession. having 10,000 years is enough for anyone to count as a genius, as they all were. her sister managed her father ''small'' land, her good friend went to the capital to learn architecture profesionally, and the other one bugged her incessly to share any drop of knowledge she knows about technology, bringing revolution to the stagnant cultivation world. her other sister, learning chemistry, roughly (she was not an expert of it herself, only gave some tips) had showed extreme promise to others as an alchemist genius, her pills better then others, purer and with better affect. even her dear brother, that brute, learned from her and became the splitting image of an actual protagonist, going around causing trouble everywhere. he even got the habit of leaving messages at the houses of the people he stole from to letting them know, something she encouraged herself and annoyed anyone else. becoming adept at stealing. though he would return most of it at our father complaint.


    life was perfect, everything was well, i met more people, gained more friends and got strong enough. everybody went their own path. brother went traveling, sister started her own business, my sister got a mentor and went with him. still, there were others around me. my new friends always fought about whose cooking is better, so i encourged them to try new tastes and ways, and giving ideas, becoming their official judge, and sometimes helping with the simple stuff. one day i would get strong enough to go around the world and then visit anyone, so i didn''t felt lonely and only focused on getting stroger


    thats when the disaster(my point of view) struck. the few minutes of cultivations became hours, and hours entire night, and nights became days. as i got stronger i needed to cultivate more. the same went with enlightments. i was, as explained previously, very talented. as my cultivation grew stronger, i also gained more enlightments. at the time though, it was just a few seconds, just for noticing something, minutes mostly. then, came a day i had, for 3 hours, been looking at a tree, a sapling. it was some important tree that a friend of mine who loved gardening found, and it had some mystical powers beyond my -meager at the time- cultivation level. it was a blessing and a proof of my talent to be able to be enlightened even to a fraction about it, a treasure that would help me in the future, helping boost my cultivations and the like. still, i had spent 3 hours of my life looking a tree, 3 whole hours! and it only got worseSupport the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more.


    after leaving my home to tour the world (because that what it was for me), meeting my friends, siblings, making connections and enjoying learning from those wise people who are already better than me in many ways, while sharing my unique ideas which developed from being a jack of all trades learning from everyone and so had different thought proccess than the masters they became, making me still as valued as i was as a child, and all spoiling me, letting me barge into their life and learn a little (i knew so little incomparison to them none of what i wanted to know was confidental) i found those enlightments of mine only becoming worse. as i grew stronger and grew a few stages closer to touching the power of laws ever so slightly, barely, i began to have days of enlightments, forcing me to enter seclusions for this as well as cultivating. my sisters already gave me any pills i ask to grow stronger cultivating, but i needed to ''refine'' them and having ''strong foundation''. both required cultivating.


    after thousands of years of being like that, mostly bugging others and lazing around, learning, inspiring, and doing as i please, going to places with great view and the likes meeting interesting individuals, always avoiding treasures and giving all i have when finding something, and never walking in dangerous places alone, i was already considered being a ''bizzare'' person. there were a few who were interested me, but none ever kept up with my randomness, so i never had a partner as i grew older. i enjoyed drinking and eating and even began to bother a well-known wine maker until she listens to what i said and make me a batch the way i want, paying her ofcourse.


    the drink she made was so good, so heavenly, that i was enlightened. holding back and going to isolation at the risk of letting it slightly dissipate, it took a whole year of time, and it helped me stregthen my enlightening, a few stages later and at one point just looking at a mountain caused me to have enlightment! i had began to hold back since then, ignoring the drawbacks. it began from a few days, then months, then years, than, only after several small enlightments gathered annoying me, to until i had a big one i couldn''t resist. at that point i was glad to let it dissipate. i was talented, i had more enlightment than the average person, and it only got stronger as i got stronger myself. still- it took my time, and it got longer as i grew older and found out just how many things in the world i don''t know yet. i had no time to waste, even if i had, i didn''t want to!


    at one i point went to an isolation to breaktrough. when i went out, my sister married.


    she married to a rude guy which always mocked me.


    they always fought, he insulting, she defending.


    i went to isolation for a few hundred years, not a lot at the time, all things considered, yet still too much in my view. when i went out, they still fought, but they were married.


    she still defended, he still insulted, but it had a different flavor to it. the worst part was i didn''t even notice. it took me years after i came back, to hear someone casually mention this- my own sister, married, and i didn''t know!


    it was at this point i began to hold off those things with a passion. enlightment? hang! i would learn a bit at a time instead of sleeping, the only reason i tried in the first place was the constant buzzing that was bugging me and that there is no way to get rid of this! than, as i learned more from my friend, i found even proffesions had enlightments! yet they were stuck at the back of the group, letting be unable to reach them right away.


    working hard, i learned to pass my enlightments to others. it was a difficult teaching method which was more trouble than its worth, still, it did help, ever so slightly. sometimes a burst of enlightment would take over my speech, forcing me to say the principle to learn it, other time it just took over my train of thought, causing me to forget what i said or to look randomly into space as i fought it in my head- it became to be the same as a disease to me, though i gained my first title- the muse, one which i kept throughout my life.


    at that time, i began to hold off cultivation and instead used my family and friends help to cultivate, though i kept it from them. pills, herbs, specialised foods, spiritual wine, energising arrays, special devices my friend made just to see if it would actually work or help.


    having passed several stages like this, skimping on her foundations more and ignoring her enlightments, and even going to harmful enviroments that make it worse, and even getting poisoned- not a big deal for a cultivator- she began to have to seriously fight. it doesn''t matter how much she wants to deny it, it is a cultivation world. and she had to fight with her life on her line several times as she got older. but now, her foundations are mixed and she wasn''t good at in fighting in the first place, she barely survived, and though her sister used her pharmacy knowledge to heal her, there were some hidden, small, unimportant damages made. they kept piling up, chipping at her foundation that had barely held itself.


    everything kept on festering under the surface, adding up little by little as she ignored it. a slight energy attack she didn''t treat fast enough, a fatal hit reaching the bone and leaving a small mark after being healed, slight poisoning of a certain cell, too minor to even cause an affect big enough for her to notice to have it treated.


    she was getting closer to death''s door yet, even than, even with that negligence, she was still not there, she could still save herself. and so, after barely passing into a very important stage, one which was the reason why the realm was named as ''the realm of gods'', and having someone check her ''affinity'' for the next part by a trusted person, he looked at her and told her about her misdeed, that she could never truly be great and that every stage from now on would be a challenge, making it hard to even keep her life. he told her what she needs to do to fix it, giving her some hope about how she could survive, fixing that damage. then, he gave her a verdict- for as long as she continue the way she had, her cultivation would collapse and her life would leave her.


    and so, she made the worst decision anyone in her position, any position actually, could ever make, dooming her death as inavitable.