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When the Akashic Record stabilized completely, I did not linger.
Some creations were not meant to be admired.
They were meant to be usedâbefore destiny noticed them.
I stepped out of my sealed domain and crossed layers of divine space in a single thought, heading toward the deepest stratum of the Divine Realm.
The Divine Realm Core.
And the being bound to it.
The Dragon God was already waiting.
He stood at the heart of the realm where reality folded inward, his vast presence fused seamlessly with the core itself. Golden draconic laws flowed endlessly through him, like arteries carrying the lifeblood of heaven.
He did not look surprised when I arrived.
Instead, his eyes narrowed slightlyâcalculating, alert.
"You came quickly," the Dragon God said. "That means you are ready."
I inclined my head.
"And you," I replied calmly, "have finalized the ritual."
The Dragon God nodded.
"I have."
His voice carried weight unlike before. Not excitementâbut resolution.
"The ceremony for realm upgradation is complete. The final structure, the sacrifices, the anchoring sequence⊠all have been determined."
He paused, then looked at me directly.
"This is the last step before we begin."
I met his gaze without flinching.
"That is why I am here."
The Dragon God sensed it then.
Not danger.
Not hostility.
But difference.
"You said before," he rumbled slowly, "that you were preparing something of your own."
"Yes," I said.
And thenâ
I revealed it.
The space between us distorted gently as the Akashic Record emerged, floating silently in the void.
It did not radiate power.
It did not emit pressure.
Yet the Divine Realm itself subtly adjusted around it, as though acknowledging an anomaly it could not categorize.
The Dragon God's pupils contracted.
"This artifactâŠ" he said slowly. "It does not belong to any known system."
"It isn't meant to," I replied.
I did not explain everything.
I never intended to.
"This artifact," I said calmly, "exists for one purpose only."
I looked directly at the Divine Realm Core.
"To record."
The Dragon God turned his gaze back to me.
"Record what?"
"Everything," I answered.
Not dramatically.
Not arrogantly.
Simply truthfully.
"The current Divine Realm. Its structure. Its authorities. Its godhoods. The races bound to it. The laws that define it."
I let a beat pass.
"And if the ritual failsâif the realm fractures or degradesâthis artifact will preserve what the Divine Realm once was."
The Dragon God's expression darkened slightly.
"A contingency."
"Yes," I said. "A necessary one."
I continued before he could interrupt.
"With the information recorded, even if everything collapses⊠what exists today can be reproduced in the future."
His gaze sharpened.
"You speak as if you expect failure."
"I expect possibility," I corrected.
I extended my hand.
The Akashic Record drifted closerâbut stopped just short of the Divine Realm Core.
"For this artifact to function fully," I said, "it must connect directly to the Divine Realm Core."
The Dragon God's aura surged slightly.
"And why would I allow that?"
"Because you already control the Core," I replied evenly. "And because I have taken precautions."
With a single thought, I altered the artifact.
Layers of restriction folded inward.
Functions dimmed.
Capabilities sealed.
The Akashic Record's infinite depth condensed into something⊠quiet.
"For now," I said, "this artifact can only record. Nothing more."
No reproduction.
No synthesis.
No projection.
Just observation.
"As a precaution," I added. "For both of us."
The Dragon God studied the artifact for a long time.
Thenâ
"You want this connected before the ritual," he said.
"Yes."
"And you want it to remain connected during the ritual."
"Yes."
"So it may record the entire process of transforming the Divine Realm into a Divine Planet."
I nodded once.
Silence stretched.
The Dragon God considered.
From his perspective, the logic was sound.
He was fused with the Divine Realm Core.
The ritual would place him even deeper into control.
An artifact that merely recorded information posed no immediate threat.
Once the Divine Planet was formedâ
His worries about balance, rebellion, and shifting power would vanish.
What harm could a recording artifact do?
Finally, he spoke.
"You have my word," he said. "And I will honor it."
He extended his claw.
"I accept."
The Akashic Record drifted into his grasp.
For the first time since its creationâ
It left my direct control.
The Dragon God did not act rashly.
First, he attempted to analyze it.
Divine senses swept across the artifact, probing its structure, its logic, its origin.
Nothing responded.
No resistance.
No feedback.
No clarity.
"It does not yield," he muttered.
Frowning slightly, he changed tactics.
"Very well."
He turned toward the Divine Realm Core.
"If you wish to record," he said slowly, "then begin with a fraction."
The moment the Akashic Record touched the Divine Realm Coreâ
The heavens shuddered.
Not violently.
But profoundly.
Invisible layers of reality unfolded.
The artifact awakened.
Golden runesâunfamiliar even to the Dragon Godâlit up across its surface, then vanished as quickly as they appeared.
The Divine Realm Core responded.
Information surged.
And the Akashic Record began to read.
The first thing the Dragon God noticed was energy consumption.
Immortal energy poured into the artifact like a river vanishing into the sea.
Large amounts.
Enormous amounts.
Yet there was no instability.
No loss.
The Divine Realm Core replenished it effortlessly.
With so many gods anchored to the realm, with faith, authority, and dimensional flow stabilized, the cost was negligible.
More importantlyâ
The Dragon God perceived exactly what the artifact was doing.
It was not influencing.
Not modifying.
Not rewriting.
It was observing.
Scanning.
Breaking everything down into its most fundamental informational layers.
Authority matrices.
Godhead blueprints.
Bloodline logic.
Conceptual laws.
Planetary anchors.
Everything was dissected and recorded.
Flawlessly.
"This thingâŠ" the Dragon God murmured, "âŠdoes nothing else."
Satisfied, he made a decision.
"Then take it all," he said.
And removed all remaining limitations on the artifact's access.
The Akashic Record surged.
Its scanning radius expanded beyond the Core itself.
It recorded:
Every authority connected to the Divine Realm
Every god, from minor divinity to God King
Divine essences, conceptual thrones, bloodline inheritances
Beast race origins and evolutionary paths
Plant race divine seeds
God artifacts bound to realm law
It did not stop there.
Lower realms trembled faintly as their connections were traced.
Worlds bound to the Divine Realm were scanned in sequence.
Their laws.
Their developmental states.
Their planetary cores.
Even the gods themselvesâ
Their structures were recorded.
Their cultivation paths.
Their perfected and flawed states.
If a god fell tomorrowâ
Their existence would still be remembered.
I stood silently nearby, observing.
The Dragon God remained focused, overseeing the process.
And the heavensâ
For the first timeâ
Were being archived.
Time passed.
One divine day.
Ten.
Fifty.
A hundred.
The process did not slow.
For one hundred and fifty divine days, the Akashic Record worked without pause.
Immortal energy flowed endlessly.
Information accumulated endlessly.
The artifact did not grow heavier.
It grew deeper.
By the endâ
Nothing connected to the Divine Realm remained unrecorded.
Nothing.
When the final thread of data was stored, the Akashic Record dimmed gently and returned to stillness.
The Divine Realm stabilized.
The Dragon God exhaled slowly.
"âŠIt is complete."
I nodded.
"Yes."
Neither of us spoke for a moment.
The ritual had not yet begun.
But something equally monumental had already occurred.
For the first time in existenceâ
An entire Divine Realm had been preserved, not as matter or memoryâŠ
âŠbut as perfect understanding.
No matter what happened nextâ
Heaven itself could be rebuilt.
And only I knewâ
That this was merely the first page of a much larger record.
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