Prologue

Noise coming from wind blowing through the gaps in the massive rocks was making the atmosphere at the Silver Cliff Planes more eerie and atypical as these planes are usually known to be holy place among many in Arohanika Sphere. Any nook or cranny or corner of which is blessed with the most pure and neutral nature.

But the breeze slapping the boulders were unexpectedly carrying the urgency of something unknown. The hint of rashness was found in the waves of chilly air. The momentum behind the unnatural atmosphere brought some sort of darkness in it. The frosty surroundings soon became so silent that only the whispers of the wind could be heard throughout the uneven earthen stratum.

The eastern corner of the vast region was shrouded in the crazy liveliness in the darkness of intense night. Far from this, a figure in the shadows of tall and dense forest trees stood with strange calmness, as if looking at the unconcerned dead play, which has nothing to do with reality. A shallow valley between the forest and the vast barren land was breathing out the silent melody of cessation. The figure was wearing a wide dark hooded robe which was swaying along with the leaves in the forest. The moon was reflecting pale shine to the edges of the black hood, inflicting the rare ambience.

A dark red spider was crawling to the inner part of the eastern terrain. The sharp smashing of the wind was muffling the scratching of its limbs on the rough and dry surface of the rock cliff. It staggered towards the age of the rock. The rock was gradually getting rougher as the spider crawled with ease. The limbs stepped on the black powdery cinders which were spread throughout the whole surroundings of eastern corner. As it got ahead, the pressure of wind increased with the flow smashing the colossal rock facing it. There were some verses of ancient incantations inscribed on the wall of the rock. Dust and tittle have embedded themselves in the deep imprint as if they were marked for a millennium or more. And there was a crack following the lower left corner to the centre which was the cause of the light escaping from the other side. The light was blooming as if it was otherworldly. And no doubt, it was.

The crimson spider was now crawling so slowly, at most one step on three moments. The force of wind was rushing towards the crack on the Ancient Colossal Rock, seemingly rushing to escape the old stagnant world. The aura towards the crack was so violent, it was scraping the crack, enlarging it further. Spider at last reached the radius of the energy. Its so called most powerful limbs in all the species did not help it to be attached to the earth as it flew along with the flow of coercion and collided to the edge of the crack; no, it can be called a slit now. The blood red spider tried hard not to trip and fly away. But against the coercion of the aura of the world who can be so audacious!

The slit in the rock expanded and the oppression also increased to the maximum. The whole lot of aura was getting impelled through the narrow slit and the force of it was comparable to the birth of a dragon's first breath of ignis. The blood red spider was hanging between lif and death, embedding its limbs to the edge of crack with all its might. It could not bear the pressure and finally let loose. The moment it went into the crack, the huge flow of aura shredded it into the nothingness. The oppression it felt just before perishing was as if the gravity of the whole earth was looming upon it alone.

In the far edges of the western region, the forest was also turbulent with the leak of aura. The monsters habitant in this region were getting restless. Normally vast and peaceful night was getting more and more crowded as all the powerful creatures were on alert and aimlessly releasing their dominance. The more the time floated by, the thicker the influence of the aura became in the vast jungle where the monstrosity resided. Even the leaves forgot to sway as the air got stagnant because of the multiple aura activities.

Several footsteps were heard in this thick silence. The hooded figure which was standing still, observing the whole situation like a statue, finally moved to greet the upcoming ones. The black robed arm moved and uncovered the hood from the head. As soon as the sharp beautiful face was revealed, all the upcoming figures kneeled down on the forest earth, staining their dark robes. The man was standing on the low hill under the tallest tree to observe the surroundings.

"Rise." A smooth velvety voice escaped from his mouth. This sound affected the environment like a stone in the calm waters. The still air because of the multiple aura compiling was instantly stirred and the command in that voice completely dominated the surroundings.

"Greetings, Sire." A senior in the group started. The man just lifted his face up in response.

"The Holy Wall of Saint Silver is cracked. The crack is a finger wide right now. The numinous aura is escaping the world. The wall is estimated to break down in three sunrise and two moonrise. With it happening the creatures here will have a way to scatter outside. The Numinous Aura is estimated to be leaked to the exact opposite world from Arohanika Sphere. The Holy wall has built the direct path to the Terrestrial Sphere. The rank of this world is at most at Mediocrity+." The senior paused as the before expressionless man frowned.

"On the way to Exceptional?" The man asked with interst. There are nine levels of grading the worlds. From weakest to strongest they are:

1. Transparency

2. Deficiency

3. Sub-standard

4. Mediocrity

5. Exceptional

6. Excellence

7. Ascendancy

8. Pre-eminence

9. Supremacy

Arohanika Sphere is at Ascendancy level as its level is rising along with the creatures are cultivating for a millenium or more.

"Positive, Sire. The Terrestrial Sphere is on the way to the stage of Exceptional. But the level is rising too sharply at the moment, because the Numinous Aura is pouring into the world very quickly. The Human species is dominant in the world. But they might not be able to stand the Aura Stagnation because of the non-cultivation constitution. The elders suggest to divert the Aura leakage to other higher level world to make them richer. They will also be able to contain the mythical creatures on this world, once the Arohanika Sphere becomes Transparent." The senior finished the explanation waiting for the answer or order.

The man stood still on the thoughts. After a while ordered. "Report the constitution of Terrestrial Sphere."

The senior bowed and transferred the large amount of information about the Terra to the man through telepathy. His lips evoked an interesting smile while looking through.

"Let the future decide Terra's fate." He murmured.