Chapter 73 - 50 Meditation

Chapter 73: Chapter 50 Meditation

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It was a star-filled night without the Moon. The brightest star, whose name was unknown to all, shone especially bright on that day.

According to the calendar passed down among humans, Hecate knew it was the day of her birth. Unlike other times, the day of Spirituality came only once every four years, and on that day, the moon was always absent from the sky.

Some gods said that day symbolized the birth of evil. Others claimed it was linked to the creator of humanity.

But Hecate didn’t care about that, so while the Golden Humanity gathered in front of the Temple to worship the gods, she sneaked off to other places to look at the storytelling stone tablets recording ‘History’.

Ordinarily, humans would not allow her to approach the Temple. For a person forsaken by the gods to come near the place where gods were worshiped was indeed a desecration.

However, as the worship ceremony of the Golden Humanity ended and she was hastily returning, Hecate stumbled over something hard and then discovered this magical relic.

This was something she had seen many times, but not one of them was a real treasure

“Stone tablet oh stone tablet, do you have a story to tell me today?”

In the cramped cabin, Hecate held something very familiar-looking in her arms and talked to it in a soliloquy.

“Are there really humans who disrespect the gods in this world? I feel like the people in your stories are nothing like Uncle Cohen and the others.”

However, the stone tablet remained the same, not showing any other reaction.

“Nothing again? Although I’ve grown up, does that mean I can’t listen to stories anymore—”

Slightly unhappy, but the little girl still accepted reality. After all, in recent years, she hadn’t seen many interesting stories on the stone tablet.

[You should meditate now.]

Without a sound or a shadow, the ink converged and reorganized, and a line of text slowly emerged from the stone tablet.

[Today is the time for you to break through the fifth barrier and also the first step towards becoming ‘Transcendent’]

Observing the ‘splendid darkness’ within the bowl, Hecate commented.

But no help for it, as the combination of earth, water, wind, and fire, harmonized by Spirituality, represented ‘a third of chaos’ in the mystical domain. Therefore, it didn’t matter what color the liquid originally was; visually, it always looked like this color.

Picking up the pen and dipping it into the liquid in the bowl, Hecate walked to the entrance.

She drew a special symbol on the ground. As the characters were written, an invisible force was activated.

It is said that this writing stemmed from the original Spirit Script. They were not as powerful as their source, but for that very reason, they could be utilized by mortals.

The symbol Hecate penned down signified ‘Isolation’.

Subsequently, she wrote symbols that represented ‘Connection’, ‘Purification’, and ‘Sublimation’ on the other three sides in turn.

Once everything was complete, she connected the four points with a line and then stood at the center.

“ΑΨ!”

Barely opening her mouth, accompanied by two special syllables, the power within the four runes linked together.

There are three distinct types of rituals. One imitates ‘History’, another incites ‘Rules’, and the last pleases higher beings.

Setting aside the other two, the ritual Hecate was presently preparing belonged to the second type.

As the ritual progressed, the prewritten rules were triggered. Hecate faintly felt that an expansive world had revealed itself to her spiritual senses.

That was the Spirit Realm, an interface composed of Spiritual force. Yet, at this point in time, without special means, no existence could establish contact with the Spirit Realm.

Clearly, however, Hecate’s imperfect ritual was one of those special methods.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, with her eyes half-closed, Hecate began to channel her spirit. She deftly followed the subtle connection, linking with the vast Spirit Realm.

Countless bizarre shadows flickered by, strange sounds echoed, but all were purified and then isolated. When everything settled back to calm, within Hecate’s spiritual sea, there were only seven lunar phases reflecting upon her ethereal spiritual body.

At the same time, on the surface of Hecate’s spiritual body, lunar phases similarly emerged. However, only four were tangible, while the remaining three were merely ethereal.