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When it came to the specific properties of the dimensional space summoned by the Evil King's True Eye, Fini remained somewhat in the dark. He could distinctly feel a raw power vibrating within it, yet he couldn't quite decipher the fundamental nature of that power.
His ongoing confusion didn't strike the Ancient One as particularly unusual. The circumstances were entirely unprecedented; in all her long centuries, she had never once heard of a full dimensional realm being successfully bound and sealed inside a living person's physical eye.
Mulling over the reality, she lifted her cup, took a measured sip of her tea, and asked, "Are you currently capable of physically manifesting this dimension?"
"I can, but..."
Fini nodded slowly, feeling the distinct instinct that he could release the seal of the 'Evil King's True Eye' at a moment's notice. However, because he was entirely uncertain of the cascading consequences that might follow the release, he added rather tentatively, "The truth is, I haven't actually conjured it a single time yet."
"Hm, you exercised excellent judgment there."
The Ancient One nodded in approval. The primary mandate of the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj was the steadfast dimensional defense of Earth. Fini had essentially managed to smuggle a foreign dimension past the planetary defenses via a technical loophole; keeping it hidden was fine, but if he were to actively expose it on Earth, there was truly no telling how the global defense network might react.
Following a brief moment of quiet deliberation, she set down her teacup, fixed her gaze on Fini, and asked, "Are you currently carrying your Sling Ring?"
"Always!"
Ever since he received the magical focus, he had practically never removed it from his index finger.
"Then you should be more than capable of carving a pathway into the other cosmic realms by now, correct?"
Fini blanked for a fraction of a second before looking up at the Ancient One as she rose to her feet. Instantly catching onto her train of thought, he quickly stood up as well. "I've successfully manifested a portal inside Muspelheim before. Let's head over there!"
"Very well."
The Ancient One offered a brief, decisive murmur of agreement.
A surge of excitement rushed through Fini. He immediately activated his breathing technique and layered the golden enhancements of Ars Magna to push his baseline capacity to its absolute peak. He then firmly gripped the 'White Dragon's Nourishment' resting against his chest—the Space Stone itself. After a lengthy, meticulous period of preparation, he smoothly carved a massive, shimmering gateway leading directly to the ash-choked plains of Muspelheim.
The two of them stepped through the swirling orange portal, arriving instantly amidst the scorching, magma-veined terrain of the Realm of Fire.
"Temperature reduction!"
Because he hadn't actively equipped 'Incursio' prior to stepping through the portal, the oppressive, blistering heatwave assaulted Fini the moment he arrived. He hastily utilized Ars Magna to forcefully manipulate the immediate atmospheric conditions, bringing the surrounding temperature down to a comfortable baseline.
Witnessing his casual reality-warping display, the Ancient One blinked in mild surprise. Sensing the unique metaphysical laws governing the environment, she couldn't help but remark, "No wonder you harbor such a strong preference for this particular realm..."
However, she didn't dwell on the atmospheric anomaly for long. Given her immense aversion to leaving Earth entirely unmonitored for an extended period, she shifted her focus immediately to the task at hand. Looking squarely at Fini, she instructed, "Go ahead and summon the dimension residing within your eye. Let me analyze it."
"Understood!"
Fini didn't waste a single beat of movement. The moment the words left his mouth, he began actively undoing the metaphysical constraints binding the 'Evil King's True Eye.'
"Reality, explode! Synapses, shatter! Vanish from this world!"
As the verbal trigger echoed through the ash fields, a brilliant, blinding torrent of golden light erupted from Fini's right eye, violently warping and fracturing the surrounding environmental fabric in a spectacular display.
This marked only the second time Fini had ever released the true capacity of the Evil King's True Eye, and it was the absolute first time he was attempting to actively pull another sentient being inside his personalized dimensional space.
Perhaps because the Ancient One chose to offer zero spiritual or magical resistance to the spatial displacement, Fini found it incredibly easy to pull her straight past the threshold.
As the release sequence of the Evil King's True Eye concluded, the structural makeup of the local space underwent a complete transformation. Fini had deliberately arranged the narrow, localized interior of his dimension to perfectly replicate the layout of the private tea house they had just left. The two of them stood perfectly still, facing one another across the simulated space.
"This is undeniably an entirely separate dimensional plane..."
Studying the foreign architecture and the distinct spatial laws, the Ancient One reached an immediate internal conclusion. She couldn't resist casting an intensely curious and deeply appreciative gaze toward the young man standing before her once again.
From the very first day she had detected his existence, this boy had done nothing but continuously shatter her expectations, presenting her with one unprecedented anomaly after another.
There had been plenty of moments over the years where she had genuinely found herself debating whether she should abandon her long-established designs for Stephen Strange and choose Fini to inherit the mantle of the Sorcerer Supreme instead.
However, whenever her thoughts drifted toward Fini's utterly abysmal, tragic talent for traditional spellcasting, she quickly discarded the notion, unwilling to let him completely tarnish the long-standing academic reputation of the Sorcerer Supreme.
Even to this very day, that fundamental calculation remained entirely unchanged. Fini's combat capabilities were undeniably staggering, but his entire arsenal was forged from his own unique, highly personalized abilities rather than the established mystic arts of Kamar-Taj.
Aside from his highly optimized mastery over Eldritch portals and the Mirror Dimension, Fini currently didn't possess a single traditional spell he could confidently deploy in a high-stakes scenario. Even the most foundational Tao Mandalas—the Shields of Seraphim—had grown notoriously rusty due to prolonged disuse.
Purging the passing reflections from her mind, the Ancient One looked at Fini and delivered her assessment: "I have never encountered a scenario quite like yours throughout my entire existence, yet there is absolutely no doubt about it—this is a genuine, fully realized dimension."
While he held immense confidence in his own structural instincts, receiving an explicit confirmation from someone of the Ancient One's caliber provided a massive, comforting layer of reassurance. He couldn't resist pressing for a definitive label: "So, practically speaking, does this mean I am officially a dimensional demon god now?"
"Demon god is hardly a flattering or ideal title to carry," the Ancient One cautioned, shooting him a warning look before offering a slow nod. "But objectively speaking... yes, you are."
Fini scratched his head in mild embarrassment. However, before the rush of excitement could fully settle in his chest, the Ancient One continued her breakdown: "But your specific dimension is remarkably eccentric. It bears several stark differences when compared to the established dimensional entities of the cosmos."
"What kind of differences are we talking about?" Fini immediately pressed for clarification.
"To begin with, judging by the physical architecture, even the absolute weakest dimensional entity I have ever recorded commands a realm that is easily several hundred times more expansive than what you currently sustain," the Ancient One explained, her brow furrowing slightly as she delved into the analysis. "Furthermore, you are fundamentally a human being. It is biologically impossible for a mortal to spontaneously manifest a full dimension from within. Yet, you haven't discarded your physical flesh to merge your soul with raw dimensional essence either, and yet you clearly wield absolute ownership over this space..."
"It is truly an extraordinary anomaly."
As she spoke, a visible look of perplexity and deep intellectual conflict manifest across her features. The mechanics underlying Fini's current evolutionary state were evidently slipping past even her vast storehouse of mystic knowledge.
"In that case, am I permitted to actively deploy this capability while I'm back on Earth?"
Fini didn't particularly care about the existential origins or structural classifications of his power. He possessed an immense baseline of trust in anything generated by his system. His practical focus remained fixed entirely on the operational constraints and his future path to becoming stronger.
"Absolutely not!"
The moment the question left his mouth, the Ancient One's expression turned incredibly stern, her tone carrying a sharp note of warning. "The defensive grid of the Sanctums is meticulously designed to violently expel any foreign dimensional energies. If you were to recklessly manifest this power while standing on Earth, you would immediately trigger an overwhelming assault from—"
As she spoke, the Ancient One suddenly paused mid-sentence. Her brow furrowed into a tight knot as she began muttering softly to herself, completely lost in a train of thought: "No, wait... this specific dimension of yours..."
Watching her suddenly plunge into a deep, silent contemplation, Fini didn't dare utter a single sound to break her focus. It was only after a lengthy silence that she finally looked back up, her tone tinged with rare uncertainty: "To be perfectly candid with you, I am no longer entirely certain whether summoning this realm on Earth would actually trigger a kinetic retaliation from the Sanctum arrays."
"Uh..." Fini's face blanked into a thoroughly bewildered expression. He hadn't expected a magical authority like her to deliver such an ambiguous response.
"The global defense matrix of the Sanctums was personally engineered and established by Agamotto, the very first Sorcerer Supreme. It has endured and functioned flawlessly for an incredibly long time. However, the structural composition of your dimension is fundamentally distinct from every single dimensional entity I have ever combated or recorded. Because of that unique baseline, I cannot accurately predict whether the automated security arrays of the Sanctums would even recognize your energy as a hostile, foreign intrusion," the Ancient One clarified.
While she had successfully founded and organized the modern structure of Kamar-Taj, the foundational anchors and conceptual selection of the three Sanctums were the handiwork of the First Sorcerer Supreme, remaining the absolute core mechanism protecting Midgard from extra-dimensional threats.
Hearing her detailed breakdown, Fini found it understandable, yet having such a supreme, game-changing trump card sitting on the shelf simply because he couldn't verify its safety felt like a tragic waste of potential. He couldn't resist asking, "If I were to run a highly controlled, localized test on Earth, would the baseline risk to my safety be too catastrophic?"
The Ancient One lapsed into a heavy silence once again. This was a question she simply didn't have the data to answer safely. Fini's biological and magical makeup was entirely unique in cosmic history; there wasn't a single historical precedent or academic record in existence that could serve as a viable point of reference.
"Allow me to thoroughly research the structural matrices first," the Ancient One finally decided, choosing to avoid making a reckless gamble. She intended to dedicate her immediate efforts to conducting a deep, comprehensive analysis regarding the precise energetic signature of Fini's newborn realm before clearing it for operational use.
(End of Chapter)