Andar knew that he had lived a relatively selfish life, he never communicated with anyone outside his close group of friends and his master, Mira was the only one who was his confidante, and up till now, he had never checked his communication device which should hold millions of messages by now.
His master, Jonathan Melbrooks, most likely gave his life so that Andar might live. A Rank 4 Mage going against the wishes of an Arch mage was ridiculous, and Andar never truly appreciated how much his master would have been sacrificing for him at that time, still, he was a Mage, and he was rational, he knew he could not change anything at his level of power, no matter how much he would like to do so.
It was this careful dance between risk and doing what was right that ordered all his actions, and he had to look at this present situation in the same way.
Was it worth the risk?
This was the reason he did not check his communication device all this while, knowing that if he knew his master was alive and contacting him, it would most likely be nothing but a trap.
There was always a reason to push this matter aside, he was too weak, he lacked experience, and he had a purpose beyond him, which was set by his creator, his life was not his own, and he could not jeopardize the plans of his creator with personal needs.
All these excuses fell flat when he was given his freedom by his creator, and his choices were now his own. He was free to make his choice, no matter how much he wished that those choices were not so monumental in scope.
’This is the price for my power and talents, where others would decide on minor concerns, I get to decide the fate of the universe.’
For months he had been stuck in a rut, deliberating on his path forward, and he had finally made the decision to chase after his creator, allowing himself nine years to become an Arch mage, a feat that would take all his time, and inevitably mean that he was abandoning everyone else as chased after power, even Mira.
Previously he wanted to keep a close group of friends around him that would support him and rise together with him, but he soon knew that the weight of talent supersedes all manner of bonds. The Limit Breakers could not keep up with him and their uses to him were minimal, soon to be useless and instead he would be the one supporting them.
Mira had promise, she was a Spirit Body with a Heavenly Fate Meditation Art, the chance for her to become an Arch mage was nearly assured, yet he knew that no matter how talented Mira was as a Mage, it would be impossible for her to become a Rank 9 Mage in nine years like him.
When he reaches that level of power, Andar would inevitably leave her far behind and journey deeper into the universe to discover more powers and unlock more secrets in the universe.
Andar had lived a selfish life, but Rowan had shown him something powerful when he gave him the freedom to decide his fate. He was aware of his potential, and he knew how valuable he could become in the future, only a Rank 1 Mage, yet he was getting the attention of Tower Masters.
However, his creator, after giving him all this invaluable gifts, sought not to control him, but to give him freedom. How rare was this?
"If you want to make enemies, try changing something." These were Rowan words to him. This was the weight of the sacrifice that he was sure no other powerful being in existence would make.
’If my creator can be so selfless, how can I, the creation become selfless as well? Besides, I intend to chase after him, if I choose to flee to the Supreme World, I would lose out on many opportunities that I might never have the chance to find again.’
This thought finalized his decision, not just the idea of saving billions of lives if he succeeded, he would be able to potentially rally a great number of resources from the entire Magus Civilization and boost his levels far more quickly than he expected.
He needed to unlock more of his Endless Vault and locate sources of vitality for the evolution of his body, with the entire treasures of the Magus Civilization pouring into him, he could become a Rank 9 Mage far more quickly than he anticipated, leaving him time to hone his talents and gather more power.
’I can do it... I can carry the Will of this Universe.’
Suddenly all the fear that was wreaking havoc in his head vanished, his decision had been made and he would be fighting for the souls of every Mage in this universe.
With all the new revelations, Andar suddenly paused as he went through what the Watcher just told him about Silas Black, and suddenly he no longer felt that his concern was enough as a new wave of fear surged through his spine.
The pieces had been there before him all these while and his distracted mind did not put it together until he was settled and the realization hit him with the force of a hurricane.
The Watcher had said...
’...Your Tower Master was lucky when he found the Chained God roaming outside the universe and he killed him, acquiring the Nemesis Stone.’
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