Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



Previously when William came here in the past, he thought about someone and a wheel corresponding to him appeared. But when he thought about this world, a world of wheels appeared and drew closer to him.

His wheel was around ten metres in diameter, and it started growing. But against all the incoming wheels, an endless number of him to fill the entire world around, his seemed to be minute and insignificant.

William tried to control his anxiety and thoughts, waited for the grand scene of wheels to come closer. They started to get connected with his wheel, one by one, then in groups and batches.

The scene was indeed breathtaking, with his wheel starting to grow, form other copies of it that started to make levels upon levels underneath his feet. The speed of his wheel rotation decreased drastically, but it never stopped.

William didn't know that if his wheel stopped rotating, he'd die! The proof he was alive was for his wheel to move, even if it moved at such snail-like speed.

The attachment process of wheels with him seemed to take forever, but in less than a few minutes they all got connected with him. And with that, he felt like a closed door opened, releasing tons of data, images, and even sounds to his mind.

He felt an instant headache, pressure like never before. He was prepared for anything, but not such a mental strike that came out of the blue.

"Damn!" He tried to disconnect with these wheels, but nothing worked. "If so, then let's get it done fast," he gritted his teeth, recalling the words in one of the scrolls he read before.

Mystic Arts were very diverse and rich, including lots of arts to interfere with the fate and destiny of others. One art of these piqued his interest, and he decided to use it right here.

It was a Mystic Art to fix any damaged fate and destiny, one that could repair anything others did in this world. It worked by first detecting any alterations, before asking for the support of the fate and destiny world to start a process of auto repairing.

The beauty of this art was that it didn't require much spirit power from him, as he was just acting as a medium between this realm and the repair process. But its great limitation was that it could only be used to repair any alterations caused by any outsider force, not able to fix any alteration caused by the fate and destiny realm itself.

And that also meant it couldn't be used to alter or improve any fate and destiny of anyone or anything.

William betted everything on the intervention of the nine tailed fox in the fate and destiny of this world. This was indeed a gamble, as he was risking everything based on an ancient myth.

The moment he muttered the sequence of words and phrases he memorised by heart, accompanied by different hand seals and stances, the wheel under his feet started to slowly vibrate.

He wasn't just standing on top of one wheel at the moment, but on a group of tens of them. And all of them started to shine, turning the area below his feet to look like a shining star.

This happened in mere breaths, and then the endless number of wheels attached to him started to shine as well. The world's wheels were attached to each other, then to his wheels, forming tons of levels of wheels that formed ground of their own.

The sight was marvellous! Different lights shone from the tons of wheels gathered here, and soon enough they lit the entire world.

"They formed light enough to be seen from far as a star…" without realising it, he couldn't help but raise his head towards the distant shining stars, "are these like this? Are they not being stars, but the gathering of the world's wheels, with people trying to affect their fate and destiny?"

Such thought was deep, yet he didn't linger around it for too long. He returned to examine the world of wheels around, waiting for any sign to tell him his method succeeded.

According to the scroll he read, this art would light up candles over the wheels, and only black candles were ones with serious issues. William didn't get it right before; thought he was going to lit real candles over each and every wheel of the world. But now he realised this wasn't the case.

The candles were a reference to the light coming from these wheels. And with different colours coming out from them, he was now looking for any black ones.

"There are none?!!" It was indeed shocking, but he didn't see any black light coming from any wheel. That meant everything he did so far was pointless, and this method failed.

Just before he'd think about leaving here, he felt a soft tremble, then followed by a series of trembles later on. It felt as if the entire world of wheels were shaking, and he didn't know why.

He looked around, but everything was in their normal place. Nothing weird was there, and yet these shakings kept happening.

"The art if successful will release a shockwave, originating from the entire world, supported and augmented by fate and destiny everywhere, ending up washing away any fault and repairing all damage… This…" William recalled what he read back at that scroll, hoping what he guessed would be true.

And that was indeed right. These faint trembling were just the beginning. Then much fiercer shakings happened, followed by many wheels trembling in their places, until they broke apart from the entire chain.

When that happened, these wheels changed the lights they were emitted, shining all pitch black. "Damn! They were tricking me!!" William blinked twice when he saw this, couldn't help but curse that nine tailed fox again.

"That bastard… It's so cunning and playing dirty all the time!" He knew this was the act of that fox,