My Space-Time System

"That… makes sense, but that's crazy." Blake said, completely shocked by the discovery.

Although everything came from the mother stream, one had to awaken an element to have a true connection with it. This meant that the elements were the connection to the mother stream, thus having all the elements meant becoming one with the Mother-Stream which could equate to having a high chance of controlling it.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are planning on bestowing the inheritance of the other five elements on me?" Blake asked with a look of understanding, and Azkelwart's nod affirmed his belief.

"Doesn't that mean it can also be bestowed on my dad?" Blake asked. " I mean, although it would be a longer process, it would be more beneficial since he is already the All-Father. The connection with the mother stream would increase the chances of success,"

Blake expected a response to these words, but Azkelwart remained silent as he refilled his cup and sipped tea.

"That brings me to the third part," Azkelwar said in response to Blake's question.

"The maximum number of elements one's soul can withstand is three, but somehow you have four," Azkelwart said, which made Blake freeze due to shock. Blake had always believed he wasn't special and anyone owned four elements if given the opportunity, but it turned out he was wrong. Seeing the confusion in Blake's eyes, Azkelwart chuckled as he broke another biscuit in two and fed them to Ebony and Ivory.

He watched the two joyfully and gently feed from his hand. Only when they were done did he turn his attention to Blake,

"Your speciality might come from the fact that you got an inheritance containing two elements even before you awakened your elements. So it affected your body and soul." Azkelwart said with a tinge of uncertainty in his voice. "Or maybe it has to do with fate… or maybe both," He added in a pondering tone.

The fact remained that Blake's condition was something he termed a miracle. This was something he doubted would happen again in the future… that was if there would be any future. "Anyway, you are the only one that can save the realm," Azkelwart said these words in a stern tone.

"..." Hearing those words made Blake feel like a heavy load had been dropped on his shoulders.

A look of confusion was etched on his face since he didn't know how to feel about this or how to respond to these words. He had finally found his true purpose in the infinite realm, but the weight of responsibility that came with it was just too much for him to bear.

After sitting in silence for a while, Blake shut his eyes and inhaled deeply. He opened his eyes, picked up the tea cup, and emptied its contents in one gulp before shifting his gaze to Azkelwart.

"What is the plan?" Blake asked with newfound resolve blazing in his eyes.

"The first step of the plan is for you to go to the southern continent and liberate the human race from this prison," Azkelwart said as he lowered his teacup.

"Wouldn't that waste a lot of time?" Blake asked, "Why don't those outside open up the prison, or better still, you can take those necessary out of the dimension?"

However, Azkelwart shook his head with a bitter smile on his face.

"I wish it was that simple," He said. "This is a prison that only I can leave because I have permission to. I can't take anyone with me, that's why Zultra has to remain here every time I went out," He explained.

Azkelwart's gaze shifted to Ebony who was wagging his tail and he petted his head. Immediately, Ivory stepped in with the hope of getting the same treatment.

"For your second question, those outside cannot open the prison even though they knew how to, that was just how it was designed." Azkelwart explained. "The only ones who can liberate humans are themselves." he added.

"However," Azkelwart continued. "That is almost impossible as the key to the gate is both the space and the darkness element," Hearing this, a look of realization flashed across Blake's face as he finally understood something crucial. "Let me guess, they never wanted us to leave?" Blake let out a wry laugh.

The space and darkness elements were extremely rare elements, and the only people at the pinnacle of both pathways were arch enemies, meaning it was an impossiblity.

To this, Azkelwart simply nodded in response. He let go of Ebony and Ivory before moving to the teapot and refilling his cup. His gaze then shifted to Blake's empty cup.

"Refill?" He asked, but Blake shook his head in refusal.

"So what is the next stage?" Blake asked.

"If you return to the main realm, we would have to convince or beat a god into submission for them to grant their inheritances," Azkelwart said, but Blake was taken aback by his words.

"Why do we have to convince them when it involves the safety of the realm?" Blake asked with a mixture of frustration and confusion in his gaze.

"First of all, the other races don't like the humans," Azkelwart responded. "The second reason is that the humans caused our current problem in the first place, so why should they trust another human?" His words left Blake speechless.

"The third reason is that it is only I who knows of the solution since I only discovered it recently" Azkelwart continued, "Finally, not every one of them is actually on the side of the infinite realm. You surely don't expect Valerius to be the only possible traitor,"

His words opened a whole new set of possibilities, that Blake was blind to. Thinking deeply about these words, he realized he had been ignorant of the possibility that Valerius may have other accomplices in high places. Azkelwart sat in silence and drank his tea while observing Blake's constantly changing facial expressions.

He wanted to give Blake enough time to digest the information he just received before he spoke again.

"As for the third stage, you would be doing it at the same time as the second stage," Azkelwart finally spoke after a while.

"What is the third stage?" Blake couldn't help but ask.

"Becoming the All-Father."