The Name of Heaven
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Lennon stood at the pinnacle of his newfound strength, his gaze fixed upon the vast expanse of stars beyond the lab's crystalline dome. The endless void stretched out before him, a reminder of the challenges and opportunities that awaited. This world, this universe, was now his playground, and he was determined to leave his mark upon it.
But first, he needed a name—a name that would strike fear into his enemies and inspire awe in those who would one day kneel before him.
He glanced at his reflection in the shattered remains of the containment glass. The being staring back at him was no longer the ordinary human who had stumbled into this world over a century ago. No, this was a new entity entirely, one that transcended the boundaries of mortality.
"A name worthy of the heavens," he muttered.
The robot, ever observant, interjected. "<Master, your current status as a third-circle Magus with potential far beyond that places you in the upper echelons of power. A name celestial significance would align ambitions.>"
Lennon's eyes gleamed. "Heaven, you say? Yes… a name that resonates with the cosmos itself." He paused, considering. "Uranus. In ancient Earth mythology, Uranus was the personification of the sky, the heavens above. A fitting surname for one who will rise above all."
The robot processed the information and confirmed. "<Uranus: derived from the ancient Greek deity symbolizing sky. Registration of name complete. You shall now be recognized as Lennon Uranus in all future records.>"
Lennon smirked, the name rolling off his tongue with a satisfying weight. "Lennon Uranus… the void of the arcane, the harbinger of a new era."
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### **The First Trial**
No sooner had he claimed his new identity than a warning light flared across the lab's control panel. The robot's eyes flickered with urgency. "<Warning: unauthorized lifeforms detected within the perimeter.>"
Lennon turned his gaze to the holographic display. Several humanoid figures were approaching the lab, their auras pulsating with magical energy. They were Magi—likely scouts or assassins sent by one of the many factions that had once sought to exploit or eliminate him.
"Perfect timing," Lennon said, a dangerous grin spreading across his face. He cracked his knuckles, golden sparks dancing across his fingertips. "Let's see how this new body fares against real opponents."
As the intruders breached the outer defenses, Lennon stepped forward, the ground beneath him trembling with each step. The first of the Magi—a first-circle warrior wielding a staff adorned with crimson crystals—raised his hand, summoning a torrent of fire that roared toward Lennon.
With a casual wave, Lennon conjured a barrier of shimmering energy. The flames dissipated harmlessly, and in the next instant, he closed the distance between them. His hand shot forward, striking the Magus with a force that shattered bones and sent the man flying into a nearby wall.
The remaining Magi hesitated, their confidence shaken. One of them, a second-circle Magus, began chanting an incantation, the air around him distorting as he prepared to unleash a high-level spell. But Lennon gave him no chance.
Summoning a blade of pure arcane energy, Lennon dashed forward, his movements a blur. The blade sliced through the air, severing the Magus's concentration—and his staff—in one swift motion. The Magus staggered, his spell unraveling as Lennon drove his fist into his chest, sending him sprawling.
---Unveiling the Void
As the last of the intruders fell, Lennon stood amidst the wreckage, his chest heaving with exhilaration. The power coursing through him was intoxicating, far beyond anything he had ever experienced in his old body.
But this was only the beginning.
The robot approached, its voice calm but resolute. "<Master, your actions will not go unnoticed. These Magi belonged to the Crimson Star Order, a mid-tier faction with influence across several planes. They seek retribution.>"
Lennon nodded, unperturbed. "Let them come. They will learn what it means to challenge Lennon Uranus."
He extended his hand, and the lab's control panel responded to his will, projecting a star map of the surrounding planes. Each glowing dot represented a potential conquest, a world ripe for exploration and domination.
"This universe is vast," Lennon mused. "And I will carve my name into its very fabric."
His eyes settled on a nearby plane, one marked with a faint yet distinct energy signature. It was a world rich in arcane resources, home to ancient secrets that could further his ascent.
"We begin there," he declared, pointing to the glowing dot. "Prepare the portal."
The robot complied, and within moments, a swirling vortex of energy began to form in the center of the lab. The portal shimmered with an otherworldly light, a gateway to a new realm of challenges and opportunities.
Lennon stepped forward, his golden eyes blazing with determination. He was no longer a mere pawn in the Magi's grand game. He was a force unto himself, a harbinger of a new order.
As he crossed the threshold, his voice echoed through the lab, a promise to the universe itself:
"The void of the arcane will consume all."
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**End of Chapter 4**